There will be breakfast...
My life changed a lot this past fall. I decided to go back to school. These days I beat the sun out of bed. Before I hit the books I yoga and put on some coffee. I check in with the news just to make sure the world is still ending and then it is time to eat. While the coffee was percolating away the other day I was reminded of this guy I used to follow on Flickr (the original instagram). This guy, Evan, he took a picture of himself and his breakfast every day for a year. Three hundred and sixty five delicious breakfasts.. I loved this project. I looked forward to finding out what Evan was making for breakfast as if he had made a plate for me too. While that may as well have been a thousand years ago I still find myself inspired by it. AND SO, I’m going to attempt my very own three hundred and sixty five days of breakfast!
Day one: Cornbread, blueberry & pomegranate waffles with maple, almond, miso syrup. This was inspired by the shitty cornbread I made on New Year’s Day. It was a pan of disappointment and I had not been able to let it go. I had something to prove! So today I danced the recipe around and tossed it in the ole waffle iron. For the record, I am the only one that called the cornbread shitty. My friends are very kind and I love them for plenty, including choking through the words “what do you mean? It’s really good!” As they struggled to swallow what was truly dense and incredibly dry cornbread. The waffles on the other hand did not disappoint at all. So, suck it cornbread! I win! Who else wants to go?
…and a very belated Happy New Year to you all!