Just saying, I get your fake banana hate. It’s actually my most hated flavour. The worst as re those little banana shapes marshmallow candies.

I hate all eggs: fried, boiled, scrambled, poached, whatever. The only way I eat eggs is as a component of something else, like a cake or a batter. And it drives me insane that every cafe that I’ve ever been to has a breakfast menu composed of 90% egg dishes. Usually the only other option is muesli, which I like, but…

Most of the commentators seem to think she’s a kook. There is one comment from someone who read the original article quoted here, who is saying Atwood was clearly joking.

Also, it’s got to be s little crazy when people keep asking “so, that crazy dystopia you wrote decades ago—is that now?”