Pan Fried Egg Salad

It can be safely assumed that if I’m home and I'm hungry I’m eating an egg. It’s a thing that happens multiple times a day in the most inglorious of circumstances: eggs just boiled, eaten standing in front of the dishwasher/eggs scrambled with six days old rice eaten from the small skillet it was cooked in / eggs fried with accidentally too much hot sauce/eggs in a corn tortilla while texting. Eggs – because they’re so versatile because they’re always in the fridge because they bring actual energy back to my brain. Most recently I’ve taken to combining my favorite eggs with the other baking staple in the refrigerator: BUTTER. Because really and truly why not? What was ever fried in butter to its detriment? Literally nothing. And so – Butter fried eggs. Plus a salad, because we are happy and balanced humans who know their worth (which today, is measured in eggs and butter, amen).