Breakfast

Maybe it's just me, but there is something strangely comforting having breakfast for dinner... Eggs over easy, bacon, potato hash, and toast for the hubby and, since I'm Asian, rice for me. LOL... sans coffee... maybe a little wine (yup, not strange at all).

For whatever reason, it reminds me of Saturday mornings when I was a child, waking up late and watching cartoons. Even though this wasn't the kind of breakfast we had when we were little. And mind you, I still kinda' do did those things on Saturday mornings, as an adult. *sheepish grin*

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I suppose it makes sense when breakfast is my most favorite meal... especially when I have it for lunch, which usually meant out with friends for brunch or curled up at home with the hubby after having woken up leisurely, or for dinner... but somehow, not for breakfast... heehee...