(perfectly poached egg with simit and soft bread)

(breakfast is served atop sweet nesting tables)

Is there any better sound than that of your man saying, "I'll make breakfast, my dear."

"Let's order room service."
"Let me rub your feet."

Those are both good too.

But when D makes breakfast, he makes BREAKFAST. He researches a dish and gets the best ingredients and goes to town . . . He brilliantly poached eggs, 4 minutes for maximum perfection, and served them with fresh breads, raspberry jam, French butter and ginger lemon tea.

I was one happy lady.

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