A lazy Sunday around Casa Silenus, which means BREAKFAST!
Today was a semi-proper fry-up:
eggs fried properly hard
grilled tomatoes and mushrooms
breakfast sausage
potato casserole
Heinz Beans
toast and marmalade
Bloody Mary, followed by a Screwdriver
So how did my fellow Dopers greet this fine morning?
That doesn’t sound very lazy to me. I did it up in properly lazy fashion:
Coffee from the Keurig machine
Lofthouse cookies from the package on the counter
Every October, I indulge myself with one of the sins of my youth. Only once a year, and only in October.
To answer your question: Count Chocula.
Black coffee, given to me by the SDMB Coffee Mug Exchange!
SPICY Thai after church. It made me cry! (Hard to believe, but it was too hot for my sinuses & eyes 
Orange and cranberry-blueberry juices upon rising.
Shrimp and crab cocktail and clam chowder a few hours later.
Sausage gravy and biscuits. Alas, not homemade. Went out. But what was needed.
I had an egg salad sandwich. I haven’t had one in a while, and it was good.
Scrambled eggs, fruit (bananas and apples) and some yummy corn bread. I don’t normally like corn bread all that much but this was awesome.
Coddled eggs, with non-Marmite soldiers, buttered. Er, buttered toast cut in strips.
Bacon and French Polynesian* toast cooked in the leftover grease.
*French toast made with King’s Hawaiian bread.
*No.
Yesterday I grated some potatoes and made hashbrowns, two each over-easy eggs, and four each rashers of bacon. Community Coffee Dark Roast to drink. (Mrs. L.A. also had a glass of milk.)
Today was a lazy day – so lazy it was after 1100 before I cooked breakfast. We had four each Hormel Little Sizzlers breakfast links, two each over-easy eggs, and one each large sourdough slice cut in half and toasted, with strawberry jam. And of course, CCDR to drink.
I’d like to have the occasional Full English Breakfast, but The Wife would be appalled. Also, Ye Olde King’s Head is 1,200 miles away.
Cappuccino (made at home) and toasted multigrain bread with bubbly melted extra-sharp cheddar and a a crispy egg on top. Somewhat later, leftover fried green tomatoes with the heirloom tomatoes we harvested from the garden before the impending first frost.
I had my usual Sunday breakfast: A couple of doughnuts in the church hall after mass.
We went to a local place called “First Watch” I had eggs over very easy and a ham steak with house baked whole wheat toast. The Incomparable Sunflower had fruit crepes with raspberry yogurt. I drank French Roast coffee and Sunflower drank a [shudder] Diet Coke [/shudder]
Scrambled eggs with dill, green onion and parsley. Bacon on the side. Orange juice.
Homemade egg mcmuffin - toasted english muffin, fried egg, sliced ham, and havarti cheese. and a couple shakes of Cholula.
Two-egg omelet with steamed fresh spinach, chopped bacon and Jack cheese. Slice of rye toast with light butter. Fresh French Roast coffee made with whole beans ground moments before brewing from SLO-Roasted Coffee Company, where I’ve been buying beans since they first started up more than thirty years ago.
It’s Sunday, after all.
Oh fuck no. Proper fried eggs are damn near vulcanized. Not a hint of liquidity anywhere. You should be able to pick the whole thing up by the edge of the white and Frisbee it across the room onto your plate. Runny eggs in any form are and Abomination Unto Nuggan.
That crispy egg thing is interesting. I’ve done something like this that you might want to try. Put three or four half-strips of bacon in the pan right next to each other (parallel and almost touching) and partially cook them. Then break your egg over all, nudging the white toward the center so it doesn’t spread too far, and fry the hell out of it. The egg crispiness will surround and contain the bacon until they all become one crispy, salty entity. Good on a sandwich (with mayonnaise).
We had fried green tomatoes as well, along with a green chile and sausage frittata my wife made. Good stuff.
