How not to ruin the Golfer’s Egg
Updated On: 27 May, 2025 06:44 AM IST | Mumbai | C Y Gopinath
I have been making a mess of the Golfer’s Egg for decades, laughing shamelessly at each disaster. But last week, the answer was revealed to me in a nightmare

However it turns out, the Golfer’s Egg has no choice but to taste terrific. Illustration by C Y Gopinath using AI
I invented the Golfer’s Egg. I’m not ashamed to admit it, even though my critics and detractors have reviled me as a clumsy amateur incapable of controlling a runny egg.
The shattering truth is that the fundamental idea came, not from my head, but from a small family of Italian immigrants living in New York. I was watching their story for the fifth time, in a film called Moonstruck, as part of developing a greater appreciation of Cher’s newly restored topographical details after countless otomies and plasties. Towards the film’s end, there was a fleeting breakfast shot — and the seed of the Golfer’s Egg was planted in my otherwise moribund brain.

