A man went to visit his 90-year-old grandfather in a very secluded rural area of the state he lived in. After spending the night, his grandfather prepared breakfast for him consisting of eggs and bacon. He noticed a film-like substance on his plate and he questioned his…

His grandfather chuckled softly, a twinkle of amusement dancing in his eyes. “Ah, that’s just a little something extra I added,” he replied cryptically.

Perplexed, the man pressed for more information. “Added? Added from where?”

With a wink, his grandfather leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “That, my boy, is the secret ingredient that gives my eggs that extra bit of flavor.”

Despite his grandfather’s assurances, the man couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him. The thought of consuming some mysterious substance with his breakfast didn’t sit well with him, no matter how much he trusted his grandfather’s culinary skills.