The Cajun in me says you gotta die of something, so it might as well be of a good time. If I lived close enough, it would never be anything but a "#9 with hot sauce" at Taqueria Chihuahua on 290 in Giddings.
As it is, I settle for two eggs, over easy in seasoned olive oil, and two nuked slices of turkey bacon, both on top of one slice of toasted Genesis bread; cut twice each way, I eat eight of the bite sized parts, and the pup gets the last one.
Butter.