My breakfast…again.

I’m sorry to do this to you all again.  I have more photos of my breakfast.  Maybe there is a self-help group I could join.  But this one is special and I’ll try to explain why.  First, for Christmas I was given the first dozen eggs from my sister-in-law and brothers chickens.  For all the teasing I’ve giving them for having chickens, I loved this gift.  I mean, would you just look at how beautiful they are?!

Then I made a perfect soft boiled egg, toasted some Irish brown bread that I’ve been savoring since a recent delivery from Ireland and served it with homemade jam from our neighbors.  Wouldn’t you take a photo too?  Please tell me you would…