I just don't dig on swine

Yesterday for breakfast, I made bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches on english muffins.

For lunch, I ran out and grabbed some steamed pork buns from the Ssam Bar. Because there is never a bad time for pork belly.

For dinner, the wife and I shared a number of fantastic dishes at Insieme, the best of which was cocoa pasta with wild boar ragu.

This morning when I kissed the wife on the cheek to leave for church, she briefly woke from her slumber and said to me in a groggy voice, "Baby?" I turned to see her squinting at me and said, "Yes?"

She said, "For breakfast? No pork. Please."

We had grapefruit for breakfast.