Breakfast for dinner

It’s a topsy-turvy day, with eggs on toast and cantaloupe for dinner, and I’m not going back to my hair stylist again.  Her prices went up, she didn’t do exactly what I wanted her to do with my hair (it looks fine, but it’s not what I asked for), and ohmygod she talks and talks and talks and talks and talks.  I can’t take the pressure.  And she’s a little heavy on the “God has blessed you” and “you should thank God” for me.  She’s welcome to think that and say that to whoever she wants, but you’d think that in a small business like that, you might hesitate before assuming everyone shares your views on religion.

But that’s not what I came here to talk about.  I came here to talk about eggs.  The most perfect way to eat an egg (other than hard-boiled and chopped into bits with celery, mayo, and tuna on toast) is fried over easy on lightly buttered toast.  With another piece of toast to get all the extra yolk that ends up on the plate no matter how careful I am.  All the egg needs for seasoning is pepper.  Love it.

I could have been happy with biscuits and gravy for dinner, too, but we didn’t have any in the house.  And that’s a little harder to fit into my eat-healthy plan than eggs.  Sometime this week, I plan to try to recreate the most delicious crepes ever.  Salmon one night, and stir fry another…I’ve got the week all planned out.

Thanks, Internet, for helping me think!

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