I did something this morning that I almost never, ever do. I made myself breakfast. Of course I eat breakfast every day, but it’s usually a bowl of Cheerios or a yogurt, or sometimes just a granola bar on the run. And what do all of these quick “meals” have in common? None of them sticks with me, and I’m starving in an hour. If I could have a hot breakfast in a restaurant every day I’d be happy as a clam, but who has the time or the money for such indulgences? Not I, that’s for sure.
My day job is retail merchandising, so I don’t even stop for snacks, let alone meals. And now that there are only a couple of weeks until Christmas, I’ll be going nonstop, between work and trying to get my family’s holiday together. So this morning, I decided to take a few minutes and send myself off on my long day with a good breakfast to get me through. I made myself a simple omelet, a few strips of bacon, and toast, and now I feel like I could take on the world! Now, what to make for dinner . . .0