Bud grinned maliciously and dressed as deliberately as the cold of the cabin would let him.

To be sure, there was the disadvantage of having to start his own fire, but that disagreeable task was offset by the pleasure he would get in messing around as long as he could, cooking his breakfast.

He even thought of frying potatoes and onions after he cooked his bacon.
Potatoes and onions fried together have a lovely tendency to stick to the frying pan, especially if there is not too much grease, and if they are fried very slowly.

Cash would have to do some washing and scraping, when it came his turn to cook.

Bud knew just about how mad that would make Cash, and he dwelt upon the prospect relishfully.
Bud never wanted potatoes for his breakfast.