Poached Egg Sandwich with Spinach, Tomatoes, Bacon and Parmesan

The alarm clock shot music through our room at 6 a.m. this morning, as if it was released from a cannon. It was too loud, too forgettable and persistent, fighting back every time I hit that large snooze button. I fought it. The song won.

My wife and I had a shoot to wake up for, hence the early wake-up call on a normally relaxed Saturday morning. She hurried off to start the coffee and pack the cameras as I drifted in and out of sleep for a few more minutes. A little bit longer. It was a losing battle but I was set on knocking out a few more zzz's. The alarm clock played the villain once again. 
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Spring Forward Sunday: Poached Egg on a Sweet Potato Cake

We entertain quite a bit. Saturday night at our house is often filled with good friends and good food. It usually starts off with conversation and drinks in and around the kitchen before we make our way to the dining room. We sit down, sit back and sink in. And the night usually flows.

Each Saturday when we have guests over it takes on the same attire as most others. Conversation, dinner, drinks and more conversation. Times is lost living in the here and now and it seem to shift from early evening to late night in the blink of an eye. And the later the night goes, the later the next morning starts.

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