Sometimes life just calls for breakfast at dinner time, better known as 'brinner'. Nothing bad needs to happen for this to take place - it's just one of those things; you get a craving for eggs and delicious comfort things and the only thing that will fix it is brinner. There is a sense of guilty pleasure that accompanies eating brinner and I'm not sure why - but that naughty tingling feeling where you're defying the laws of acceptable human behavior makes it taste that much better. Especially when you eat it with a beer or a large glass of wine.
