Sugar On Rye Bread

When growing up my twin brother and I would get up early for breakfast while our mom was trying to get some sleep from her graveyard shift at the hospital as a nurse. We would meet in our kitchen on Saturday mornings and sprinkle sugar over rye bread which was our version of a hearty meal while watching cartoons and wild west shows on the black and white Philco television for entertainment. Enjoyed eating several pieces of bread, sweetening our tastebuds and filling our bellies full which satisfied us until we woke our mom as we ran around the apartment full-steam ahead from all the sugar high, pretending we were chased by a posse on horseback for eating too many slices of rye bread with sugar.