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When I was little, my mom used to feed me rice and curry balls (with either vegetables, scrambled eggs, fish, or meat inside them) by telling me they were different animal eggs. ‘Here comes an elephant egg! Now a horse egg!’ And I’d eat them like I was on a National Geographic safari. Zero hesitation. Full trust. Peak childhood bliss.