One night at the local pub I drank most of a bottle of Jack Daniel's. My friends very kindly took care of me and prevented me from dying. The next morning, two of them tell me, I came happily walking into the dining hall, piled a plate with scrambled eggs, and left. I don't remember doing that, much less what the eggs tasted like.
Even though US eggs would be illegal in Europe I would like to take some over, or import some, and do a side-by-side taste test.
And that was a nice shout-out to the Scotch egg. There were long stretches when I would live on Scotch eggs, apples, and Guinness.