I should have taken a picture of your sandwich this morning. I left you alone to eat your breakfast while I got ready to go to work. You screamed for me a few times while I was in the bathroom and so, I braced myself to see a huge mess when I got out.
Instead, I saw this very neat open-faced sandwich. Bread at the bottom, piled generously with cheese and egg omelette. Plus, a generous dollop of berry jam on top.
You made this and was screaming for me because you couldn't slice the remaining french loaf to make a cover for your creation.
I helped you with that and then you ate it all up.
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