Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. I feel like no matter what I do, I can’t screw it up and whether it ends up being cereal or eggs, it’s always satisfying. Unfortunately, during the week, I find that I don’t have time to sit down and eat a proper breakfast. So, I’ll usually eat a piece of toast (my favorite is this Yoga Bread that is filled with cranberries and pumpkin seeds) with a schmear of cream cheese on the go and will later eat a banana once I get into work.
Even on weekdays that I do find myself with enough time to sit down to eat, I’ll still usually stick to my toast, but will throw an egg in on the side for a little protein punch.
But on the weekends?
Well now, breakfast on the weekends is a different story.
Weekend breakfasts may just be my very favorite thing in life. I get to start my weekend mornings off by making myself something that I will actually be able to sit down and enjoy. I feel well-rested after not having to wake up to an alarm. There’s (usually) no rush to get anywhere by a certain time and I can sit and read the news or a new book while eating to my little heart’s content. I have a full day ahead of me to make completely my own and do the things that I feel like doing. It’s the absolute best.
There are always plenty of egg sandwiches in every shape and form to be had.
Or cheesy baked eggs with garlicky zucchini.
Or eggs with leftover bruschetta. Are you getting the impression that I like my eggs? Good.
Sometimes I’ll ditch my eggs for a yogurt parfait. (This one is made with Chobani vanilla Greek yogurt, frozen blueberries that were thawed in the microwave, a banana, and Trader Joe’s vanilla almond granola – seen here.)
I try to savor my weekend breakfasts as much as possible since, before I know it, it’s Monday morning again. And I’ll be eating a piece of toast on my way out the door as I simultaneously double check my hair in the mirror and change out of my slippers and into my work shoes that I’ve waited until the very last possible moment to do.
Or, I’ll be standing over the kitchen sink eating my bowl of cereal while I wait for my coffee to finish brewing and have my daily chat with Prince and Kaylie.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that (the cereal part, I mean. I know the animal part is kind of pathetic). It’s still breakfast after all. It’s kind of hard not to enjoy it.
I love eggs, poached is my favorite, or fried – but with no brown. I have a huge aversion to anything brown or crispy on an egg. Cheese omelets made with a combination of butter and oil so they basically want to fly out the pan are great too.