I confess I've always loved to bake. Both of my Grandmothers taught me how. The one Grandmother in particular was a young homemaker during WWII living in an economically challenged province. Ingredients, no matter how basic, were scarce. You needed to scrimp and "save-up" just to get some extra eggs, butter or flour. Anyway, as a young child standing on a chair at the kitchen counter, she always told me "never break more than one egg into a bowl. You must test (smell) each egg you break individually." The fear of course was that you'd end up dumping a "bad egg" into the bowl of good eggs, thereby wasting hard-won, prized items. It had a real impact on me. It's only very recently after many years of successful baking that I've dropped that idea. Hey Gram (if you're listening) I'm not a wasteful person, but the eggs are OK now and Wholefoods has more anyway. Many thanks Gram!...but I've decided to live in my era.