Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Breakfast of Champions

When the bold branches
Bid farewell to rainbow leaves -
Welcome wool sweaters.
~B. Cybrill

Well, I did it.  Several mornings ago I awoke to the pretty, patchy, perfect patter of snow outside my window and had my first bowl of cream of wheat.  It was magical, kids.  It was... a bit too runny.  So I tried to make up for it the next day with adding in a bit more of the wheat.  Gluten-free, eat your heart out.  *sticks out tongue*

Then, several days later, I awoke to even more snow, and even more of a need to make the perfect breakfast.  This time I had someone to share it with, so I decided to break tradition and craft some pancakes.  Except... I made her do it.  I just flipped them.  No matter what you say about snow, it's always the ideal weather when you're waking up in a warm bed with someone you care about and pancakes on your mind.  What could be more cozy?