Julia has finished her two fried eggs and a slice of toast and has asked for another piece of toast.
I look at her plate. There is a lot of gorgeous nearly orange yolk left, and the crusts from her first slice of toast rest on the edge of the plate.
"Why don't you scoop up the rest of the yolk with your toast?" I ask, fighting the urge to do it myself.
"No…" she said airily. "That's not what Julia does."