An essay about an odd breakfast has been published by The Cynic Magazine.
Read "The Borders of Breakfast" here.
My friend Barry said he liked the essay, "but to qualify as a true cooking like a guy recipe, alas, that chili would've had to be canned."
True enough. During that period, my not-yet-then-wife also would criticize me because I always ate out of one bowl with one spoon, then put the bowl/spoon in the sink, added a drop of soap, and ran warm water into it.
With that, I would have a clean bowl for the next meal.
That's all a guy needs. A bowl. A spoon. Anything requiring cutting can be torn apart with the teeth.