What does breakfast and the title of a poem have in common?

Matter.
As it is and does.
Of course, I often think of the title as the first line of the poem. Sometimes, it's the entire poem.

How something begins matters -- whether speaking of the body or a title/text.

So what was today's breakfast?

a pot of black tea early on

then:

cut Persian cucumber
strawberries
smoked salmon (flavored by ginger & tea)
manilla mango

I admit, not the usual 1950s breakfast in New Jersey.