Food

Dad’s Eggs

Working on his craft

My dad is a man of traditions. One of those is his morning breakfast of two fried eggs, without a crispy edge. He and I are both early risers which gives us an opportunity to share some father/son time. On many of my visits with my parents he and I would take an early morning walk to loosen up the muscles, get the heart rate going and enjoy the sunrise. Afterwords he would cook up simple and enjoyable breakfast for the two of us. Menu included two eggs over easy, one sausage patty and this morning a biscuit.

The Final Product

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12 Comments

  • QPB (Mary Ann)

    I hope those are homemade biscuits, too–and I’m sure there’s jam somewhere nearby 🙂

    • Monte Stevens

      No, unfortunately the biscuits were not homemade, I heard the pop as they can out of the can. 🙂 And, yes there as an assortment of jams and preserves, some homemade. Dad has gotten use to the strange son who takes photos of breakfast before eating. My tradition. 🙂

    • Monte Stevens

      I’m a lucky man in that respect. I have both my parents and they are healthy and active. I did enjoy a couple of naps with them while I was there. And, there’s nothing wrong with that.

  • Don

    I, like Ray, would love just one more morning with my dad. We hunted and fished together and not long after I returned from Vietnam, he died at age 48.
    Thanks for the memories Monte

    • Monte Stevens

      Sorry about that, don. 48 is way too young to die. I too, have fond memories of fishing and hunting with my dad. We also shared a few years together with some photography and even did a trip to Yellowstone just for photography.

  • Earl

    Wonderful time and memories with your dad, Monte. Treasure them.

    However, I’m afraid that breakfast every morning wouldn’t be very good for my cholesterol.

  • Eric Easley

    I’m glad you get to spend this kind if time with your father. Sounds like a refreshingly relaxing and poignant time. And, you’re ruining my diet by making me hungry.