Simple this morning. Two eggs with nice firm yolks, picked yesterday, and a slice of leftover roast beef, with the last slice of the English toasting bread and a slice of pumpernickel just out of the oven.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)