When we moved into our first Irish apartment, in Ballinrobe, I knew that it would be furnished right down to forks and teaspoons. That's how it is here--everything is already there when you move in. I was surprised to see that egg cups were in the cupboard. I had not seen an egg cup for decades--my mother had some when I was a kid and that was the last time I'd seen them. I am not a fan of anything runny in my eggs, so I have no need for egg cups. Soft boiled eggs are not my thing--my stomach gets weird just thinking about it.
Obviously they are popular in Ireland though, because we also had 6 or 8 nice wooden ones in Killybegs and a few were placed in a prominent top shelf position in the tiny kitchenette we had at the apartment in Clifden. They were cute.