I really like mornings when you get out of bed and already have a dinner plan. On this morning, it was my wife who laid it it all out. The yellow sticky note on the kitchen stated a request for eggs in purgatory, so eggs in hell it would be. Dipping warm, crusty bread in sunny side up eggs, surrounded by a flavorful marinara sauce. What’s not to love! After all, does it make you a sinner if you want eggs for dinner?