OK, so this morning Wahine wanted poached eggs for a change, so I broke out the Pods. Washed, carefully dried, buttered and a dash of Tobasco. The last 4 eggs in the house go in, they poach and turn out of the Pods beautifully. Perfect doneness!
What could be wrong with that picture?
Well, the eggs took on the stale, plastic-y “refrigerator” smell, and perfectly imbued Wahine’s eggs with it. Yummmm, like sniffing a rancid old ice cube tray between bites!
The Pods were nowhere–never–near any enclosed or refrigerated spaces. Yet they took on this horrible odor that no washing will remove.
I’ve tossed them (along with their ridiculous “lifter”), and this may be the last silicone molds I ever buy. What a waste of money! Back to what I should have known was the right way to poach eggs.