A Scavenger Hunt for Women Over 60

Because half of us still don’t know how we like our eggs

There’s a scene in Runaway Bride—you know, the Julia Roberts movie—where her character finally admits something raw and true.

She doesn’t know how she likes her eggs.

Not because she’s picky. But because every time she’s been with a man, she simply ate them his way. Scrambled if he liked scrambled. Poached if he liked poached. Always adjusting. Always acc…