Thursday, April 9, 2015

The Holiness of Breakfast

I've been thinking a lot about quiet moments. The need for a space away from the noise of notifications and the have-to-do-this-right-this-second mentality; the sovereignty of silence. 

There's a whole other thing coming about speaking, not speaking and things to say, but the time isn't right. I felt it in my heart a month or so ago and wrote what I felt, what I thought needed to be said, but I can't put it out there yet. Maybe it will be, maybe it never will be, but for now we're going to focus on quiet and breakfast

I'm guilty (so, so guilty) of ignoring mornings. I don't hate mornings; I hate getting up and getting out the door. So in the spirit of procrastination, I laze around, check Instagram, scroll through Facebook, read through the New York Times Daily Briefing that comes in every morning (which makes me feel super informed and at least a knowledgeable procrastinator), and then I wait until the very last minute, slap on some makeup, clothes and heels, and run out the door. 

But this morning, I saw a post from Seven Spoons that made me so hungry, I couldn't settle for a just a swig of black coffee and a Dove chocolate (I am ashamed... this has been my breakfast for the past two days)

And that made me think of this Instagram post by Food52:

And that made me think of this post, a breakfast favorite: Shirred Eggs with Sourdough Soldiers. 

Except that I didn't feel like chopping up bread to make cute little soldiers, so I fried my bread Food 52-style. It's olive bread from Whole Foods, and it's delicious, but what you can't see is that I severely burned the bottom of the bread and scraped the burned parts off into the sink. 

There's always another side you're not seeing...

Anyway. A little cream, some goat cheese, some chopped shallot, red pepper flakes, salt and pepper, and presto: Breakfast. Crack your egg into a ramekin and bake on 425 for 7-10 minutes, depending on how runny you like things to be. 

And then get on with your day. We've got things to do, people to be. 

My lemon water and my buddy.
Go forth and conquer - we'll meet you right back here. 

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