Breakfast. Breaking the nightly fast. Here we are again, featuring the last two eggs from my Harris Farms foray. Homemade peanut butter in a cheap Coles bread sandwich. With cheap Coles cheddar-shudder cheese (I used to avoid cheddar!). The eggs were 2 packs of 12 for $5, the very cheapest I could find. No, I am not ashamed to say I cannot afford free range. I would love to, but the way things go nowadays, having a conscience costs a lot of money. Poverty doesn’t have a conscience. So I have discovered. It is sad, I am sad, but not ashamed to be poor. And Lucy is not ashamed of me either. I do have a sharp conscience where it comes to Lucy, though. And I worry a lot about being able (or not) to give her the better things, like decent food, proper medical care and comfortable surroundings.
Happy Bacon and Eggs!