The things breakfast dreams are made of…
It’s easy for Sunday mornings to revolve around a solid breakfast. Sometimes I like doing something super simple like cereal, when I feel like watching cartoons or a movie and feeling like a little kid again. But sometimes, like this morning, I want something hearty. Initially I thought I just wanted pancakes, but as soon as I started making them I kind of changed my mind and a craving for cheesy eggs struck. This always happens to me…I think I want one thing and as soon as I make it I want something else! Conflicted taste buds.
So I had a couple of pancakes, they were small, about 3-4 inches in diameter, but stopped to save room for an egg and cheese omelet and some turkey bacon. Perfect little meal to watch the Olympic tennis finals (I’m rooting for Federer, if you want to know) and to start the day.
The omelet was 2 egg whites and one whole egg with two slices of low-fat cheese.
Now I’m going to watch the rest of this tennis match except I think Federer is getting crushed right now. Wah come on Fed! A workout of some sort to come later. Not sure what but I’m craving a weights session of some kind! My muscles wanna lift!
What would your perfect breakfast include?