What's Your Angle?

I must admit, I don't usually cook breakfast. The hubby usually has a bowl of bran and I often delay eating to the point that I'm fixing lunch instead of eating breakfast. But we're getting ready to go on a trip and there's some things in my refrigerator that I want to use up, one of them are the eggs. Yesterday I fixed omelets and baked a batch of canned biscuits. This morning I knew I wanted to heat up a couple of the biscuits, so I decided to poach our eggs and I also had bacon left over from yesterday and green onions left from my salad fixings that are gone. Below is the finished creation. My hubby said, "Take a picture!" So I took two...

I couldn't decide which one to post. Which one do you think is the better angle?

A little history about my egg poacher. Growing up my mother had a 6 or 8 egg poacher that had removable cups for each egg making it real easy to take out the eggs one at a time. As an adult all I had in my kitchen was a single egg poacher which just wasn't convenient for two people for breakfast. I decided I'd just go buy me a multiple egg poacher. My sil and I went to stores all over Wichita KS and all we could come up with in multiple egg poachers didn't have the removable cups. At home, online, I was able to find some large ones like I wanted but they were in restaurant supply and rather pricey. I was resigned to give up my search for the time being and wrote of my wasted day to an online friend in England. This wonderful lady in England I had "met" when I had responded to a question she had posted on some board concerning publishing a book of her father's letters. She and I were soon corresponding regularly and exchanging pictures of children and grandchildren. Not long after my egg poacher lament she wrote me to expect a package in the mail from her not saying what it was that she was sending. A week or so later the package arrived and much to my pleasure and surprise was the egg poacher that you see in the picture here. I have not heard from my dear friend across the pond in sometime now, but I think of her fondly whenever I have poached eggs.