Dan Abel > wrote in
:

> In article >,
> Damaeus > wrote:
>
>
>> I just eat something. I don't mind anybody else's idea of what is
>> breakfast food and what isn't. Of course, I also don't mind the
>> clock. I sleep when I'm sleepy, and I get up when I'm not sleepy
>> anymore, whatever time it is.
>
> I tried that. It didn't work. The third time the boss caught me
> sleeping at my desk during work hours, he fired me.
>
> Just kidding.
>
>> When I hear someone say, "You're having a turkey sandwich for
>> breakfast?" I think, "So? What's wrong with that. The whole point
>> of eating is to get rid of the hunger pangs. A turkey sandwich
>> serves that purpose that just as well as waffles."
>
> My father's favorite breakfast was leftover pot roast and gravy over
> toast. My mother did make the best damn gravy.


After Mom passed on, Pop was more or less lost in the kitchen. On a
visit, I bought a package of Hebrew National 1/4 lb. dinner dogs and
microwaved them up in 2 minutes time. Pop had a great fear of the
microwave but after seeing how "no muss/no fuss" it was, he asked me to
teach him and HE ACTUALLY PAID ATTENTION.

The next morning, the wife was outside smoking cigarettes when Pop cam
into the family room and declared "let's have hot dogs for breakfast." I
said "OK, if you make 'em." I took charge of the sauerkraut. He passed
with flying colors.

There we were having hot dogs for breakfast at the kitchen table when
the wife walked in and eying our breakfast, waved an evil finger at us,
Pop declared "WHAT? There's no warning 'Do not eat for breakfast'" We
had a great laugh. Made her blush. My breakfasts were never the same
again!

I suspect Pop had hot dogs three meals a day. I was proud of him for
overcoming his fear of the microwave. A two minute miracle!

Best,

Andy