Whenever we're at my Irish grandmother's house, she's always suggesting that I feed my husband. So here is the result: egg, cheese, & bacon breakfast sandwiches from scratch with coffee. All to save my Nana from the shock that her granddaughter isn't exactly the doting and dutiful wife that she would like her to be. Mike loves going to my grandma's because he knows that if we were at home and he requested this for breakfast he'd get a response like "This ain't McDonalds, here's two bucks, go down the block".
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