today for brkfst*, not tomorrow, nor tonight, I gormandized** on piccante sausage that was placed gently, bit by bit, on top of an egg shaped egg that was cooked atop a couple slices of provolone cheese. this was (circa) 9:45 am, in the morning, as opposed to 9:45 pm in the morning, two very different times, but a topic of discussion for a later date. …and so, on with the long story, it was delicious. the end.
*apparently, some have accused me of using the word “breakfast” instead of “brkfst” where necessary, and I say they this to them “let them have their pancakes, waffles, bacon, eggs, steaks, and pork of any kind…for brkfst!”
I realize the above statement meant absolutely nothing.
**this is a cool sounding word; I looked it up.
