Ah, Breakfast!

     The most important meal of the day -- heck, what other meal do you willingly climb out of a nice, warm bed for? -- and occasionally delicious!

     As I type this, I'm digging into a genuine Roseholme Cottage Country Bowl of fridge-emptying goodness: Fried diced tatties, eggs, bacon, deli roast beef that's had a quick trip though the skillet (wok), sliced cherry tomatoes, poblano and red bell peppers, diced radish and a little carrot.  Except for the potatoes (and carrots), most of the veggies are barely cooked, just enough to wake 'em up; the potatoes and tomatoes both got a dusting of some spice mix called "pasta sprinkle" with a vague Italianate flavor.  It all worked out just right.

     Best of all: none of the protein or veggies were involved in public scandal and none of 'em assaulted each other.  Breakfast blogging might not be as exciting but you don't feel the need to scrub down afterwards.  Win!

     Edited To Add:  There were some sliced cherry tomatoes with the pasta sprinkle on 'em left.  I grabbed a couple and they were amazingly good; the  spice mixture harmonizes perfectly with the tomato -- basil, possibly marjoram, rosemary, a hint of garlic.  I shared them with Tam.  My Mom gave me the pasta sprinkle when I visited a few days ago; she'd bought it at one of the bulk-spices stores of which we have several.  Must find out where!  (And tell her about this application for it.  She avoids salt almost entirely and this stuff on tomatoes would appeal to her.)