You’ve probably been doing it wrong. That innocent rinse under the tap, the quick scrub “just to be safe” — it might be the very thing putting your breakfast at risk. Hidden on every shell is a fragile shield, one you can’t see but you destroy in seconds. One careless wash, and the egg’s silent guar… Continues…
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