Buffalo Blue Cheese Deviled Eggs
As a kid, I thought deviled eggs were quite possibly just that: Of the devil.
Not that I ever ate them. Even now that I have the gift of hindsight, I can’t say what governed my sensibilities around deviled eggs as a child. Or any other food for that matter, which is a common trial many parents face when feeding their children. I was no exception.
The fact that deviled eggs looked kind of gross—regardless of the fact that I actually loved eggs, mustard, and mayo—was reason enough.