Having spent every summer on a farm, breakfast was the meal that followed chores. Milking was #1, storing the milk #2, cleaning up #3, loading the truck to deliver the previous day's milking #4---then came breakfast. It was eggs, as many as you wanted, pork chops, or sausage or bacon, and lots of home fries and homemade bread and coffee. Lots and lots of everything for a kid growing up. Then drinking lots of buttermilk all morning while delivering. No stuff that goes into a toaster oven or micro-wave.