I’ve been a single girl in a crowd full of couples for quite a while. We are a tight group that likes to get together and share meals. I was always asked to bring some beverages or some chips and dip. That all changed when I brought my deviled eggs to a cookout. All my friends have since apologized for assuming I couldn’t cook. They have mumbled around about how they thought my inability to cook might have been why I have no husband. Now, they are busy trying to figure out the real reason I have no husband. (Don’t tell them, but I really just don’t want one. It is too much fun watching them try to figure me out.) Now, when we all get together I am always asked to bring some kind of dish, but my deviled eggs seem to be the crowd favorite and I make them quite often. Come to think of it, maybe always bringing chips, dip and sodas wasn’t so bad after all.