All of my grandmother's brothers ate raw eggs. Her oldest brother ate them until we explained how hatcheries worked. Then he went to quail eggs. He lived to be 97. Until I was a teenager I really couldn't eat eggs unless they were scrambled hard, so I know a raw one will never go down. I can eat them creamy and that is as far as I go. My father loves them rare. He said that and a chia seed smoothie makes him feel good. I know...I'm related to the weird ppl.
I like my fried eggs to have the yolk still runny