It's hard to make a perfect poached egg. You want the white cooked, and the yolk runny (or, well, I do), and just a few seconds too many can leave you with a solid-all-through egg, and then it does not oooooze out and saturate your toast mmmmmmm.

(I couldn't eat poached eggs at all as a kid, they made me sick, but I have got over that. Though I do have to use an egg poacher, I still can't deal if they're just dropped into boiling water.)

Why would you not want a fireman party and a fire engine cake if you are 4? Or 5 or 6 or 7, come to that.

Also: ♥. I said that before, but it bears repeating.