In our house, everyone knows that when I offer to make breakfast, they should say yes. I might not be a great writer or a great job-finder or a great dancer, but I will throw it out there that I make some dang good egg sandwiches. This morning was multi-grain bread with egg, sauteed onion, a bit of Dubliner cheddar (the bright yellow is yolk, not cheese), and finally, blue cheese garlic butter.
Blue cheese. Garlic. Butter.
P.S.- Unless you attract other blue cheesy garlic oniony lovers, refrain from kissing post-breakfast.
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