What more could you ask for?

Breakfast is not only the suggested most important meal of the day but it is also my personal favorite. The possibilities are endless with a single egg. Most of the time my go to is far too much spinach with an egg tossed in and a splash of cream. At the end, a sprinkle of cheese, maybe some sour cream and a piece of toast to finish off the meal. Coffee on the side of course.

My new favorite however, is my breakfast sandwich and yogurt parfait. It's simple but definitely gets the job done.

Butter instead of oil in the pan. (yum)

Egg over medium.

When the egg is ready, get one slice of sourdough bread, cut it in half and a slice of Gouda or cheddar cheese.

Put your sandwich together in the pan and wait for bread to brown slightly on both sides.

Once that is done I open up the sandwich and add sour cream to the side of bread that was touching the egg along with spinach or arugula.

While the sandwich is cooking in the pan I make my parfait.

Strawberry Greek yogurt.

Sprinkle of granola.

Raspberries and with cream to top it off.

Coffee on the side of course.

Ten minutes later you have a beautiful well rounded meal.

What more could you ask for?

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