Whatever, Edward, I'll break my fast with last night's repast...

For a long time, when I was a kid, we had proper hot breakfast every morning.  Or at least what seemed like every morning.  With proper breakfast foods... and combination of toast, juice, milk, eggs, grits, bacon, sausage, ham... I don't recall any cold cereal in the early years, though it may have existed, it was definitely in the house by the time I hit high school.  Rice Chex and Cheerios for sure... maybe Grapenuts too?

After a couple years of one no-allergy, cast-iron stomach kid, along came a younger sib with a lot of allergies and strong opinions and Mom adapted... because really, what's important is a couple good proteins, some fats, and some fiber to get the kid through the first half of school without a blood sugar meltdown, right?  
 
So, homemade breakfast pizzas or breakfast burritos and so on... things kids can join in and help cook themselves, things you can whip together with some in-expert sous cheffies before everyone leaves in a whirlwind for work and school. 

Then proper breakfast becomes a thing for weekends and holidays.  And supper.

So trained, one of my favorite breakfasts remains The-Good-Thing-Left-Over-From-Last-Night, either served up as a muddle in a bowl, or wrapped up in an omelette. Second only to Cat's Breakfast Salad.

Last night we had a feast of steak, a curried veggie roast (yay! farmshare!), and fresh green beans... this morning, omelette of paradise!