Best Breakfast Memories

Frequently, I would wake up to the smell of red sauce long simmering on the stove. Occassionally, I would make my way downstairs STARVING and Grandma would cook me breakfast in an odd manner.

See the stove was crowded, guests were over etc., so she would crack a couple eggs on top of the slowly simmering sauce, right into the grease on top of the pot, and cover the pot for a minute or two, then scoop out the eggs and a hunk of sausage onto a piece of bread, maybe even a couple of green beans or "coogotz" (zucchini,) depending on what was "around."

WOW, was that good!