I called up three Catholic priests for a phone poll. (Spoiler: they were eating lunch.) Father Mike in Ohio said, “Eat the egg. God is not a food critic.” Father Carlos in Texas laughed and said, “I just had a ham sandwich—but I’m a bad Catholic. Ask someone holy.”
Father Theresa (yes, a female priest, for the progressives) summed it up: “The point is sacrifice, not scoring points on a poultry checklist.” In other words, if you feel guilty about an omelet, you’re missing the whole point. The sacrifice is in your heart, not your breakfast plate.
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If you’re a traditional Catholic who follows the Old Rite (the Latin Mass folks), eggs are technically still banned on Good Friday. But those guys also wear black lace veils and argue about which direction to face during prayer. You do you, but I’m not giving up my deviled eggs for a 16th-century dress code.
For the Eastern Orthodox in the audience? Oof. They take Lent seriously. No eggs, no dairy, no oil, no wine—basically you’re eating sawdust and prayers until Easter. But they’re also the same people who do a thousand prostrations. So I’d just nod respectfully and eat my quiche behind a curtain.
Now, let’s address the elephant’s smaller, more annoying cousin: The Vegan Neighbor. They’ll tell you eggs are murder because chickens are oppressed. Tell them you’re observing a 1,500-year-old religious tradition, and then eat your scrambled eggs while making aggressive eye contact. Because nothing says “holy” like passive-aggressive breakfast.
