This morning I had the ultimate summer time breakfast: a fried egg, cheddar, and fresh tomato sandwich made on a sesame-seed bun, pan grilled in butter and slathered with a generous smear of Duke's mayonnaise. With a couple of juicy sweet plums for dessert. Heavenly.
It won't be long before breakfasts featuring fresh garden tomatoes and summer fruit are a distant memory. August is marching right along.