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Breakfast at…

If there is one thing that excites me, one thing I am passionate about, one thing that gets me up in the morning….well, that’s breakfast. I absolutely love breakfast. Some times I even indulge in a second breakfast, just like Sam from Lord of the Rings so desired. Eating breakfast when I wake up in the morning is maybe my most favorite time of the day. I wake up about two hours in the morning before I have to be some where just so I can drink my coffee, sit under my blanket, watch TV, and eat my breakfast.

This mandrin french toast topped with carmelized bananas was a breakfast I ate over spring break in a cute diner joint in West Marin, California. This was truly a treat, and I even had to take breaks to steal some of my brother’s country fried steak just to clean my pallete from all the sugar.

Some times I don’t know what is in my breakfast…

I ate this breakfast on the Saturday before St. Patrick’s at my favorite Atlantic Pub in Lincoln Square. Sweet beans sat next to hearty sausage and two pieces of ham hid under buttered toast. I still don’t know what the dollar sized meat concotions are, but..they were good. And there is nothing like a Miller Lite in a plastic cup to wash it down.

My breakfasts are much simpler. Toasted sprouted bread with crunchy peanut butter, scrambled eggs (1 egg/1 egg yolk), or Kashi wheat cereal with cut up bananas and whole milk. And on that note, I was raised on whole milk and don’t understand how people can drink 2% or all the other watered down ones. My  bones are strong and I think I have whole milk to thank for that.