When you're craving something specific, there's only one place to go.
I carry eggs around just in case I come across a super-heated steam vent. You never know when you'll need a snack.
I'd like to slap a few slices of ham between a couple of these, dip it in batter, deep fry it and cover it in cheese sauce. Yeah that should do it.
Because the largest obstacle I face in the kitchen is cracking an egg. My hands clearly weren't designed for such a task.