Nobody can say we don't eat well around here.
We still have an abundance of fresh frozen veggies from last year's garden in the freezer and carrots, potatoes and cabbage in the root cellar so I frequently make one variety or another for our first (breakfast, kinda/sorta) meal of the day. (By the by, we're still happy with and staying on the two-meal-a-day routine we established a couple of months ago. Admittedly, we fell off the wagon a few times during the holidays [with a heavy thud], but neither of us felt as good when we did. Coulda been the influx of sugar during the holidays, but we won't talk about that just now. Ahem.)
The broccoli may not taste quite the same as it would fresh out of the garden, but it's still mighty good and the wonderful retained green color makes it all the more appetizing.
To prepare our egg/protein part of the meal, I melt a little butter or coconut oil in a skillet, add pre-cooked bacon bits I keep in the freezer and warm them up well. Then I crack eggs on top, turn once and service on a piece of bread, homemade rye this morning.
Papa Pea's contribution to our morning meal is a small dish of homemade kefir/yogurt with a drizzle of haskap berry syrup. Gotta get those probiotics into our system each day.
Looking at our Franciscan, Apple pattern, dishes reminds me of when my mom and dad used to make the trek up from Illinois to visit us. Dad always grumbled about eating off these dishes because he said he frequently tried to eat the painted apples on the border.
I've mentioned it before . . . I've had these dishes since 1964 and it feels as though they've become an integral part of our lives.
Once, a few years ago, I thought I was tired of them so my brother-in-law, who manufactured dinnerware in his ceramics factory, sent me a set of all-white Bauer dishes which I used for a couple of years.
Eventually I realized I missed my Franciscan Ware and brought them back up from the basement where they had been packed away and stored. Some old things can't be replaced, I guess. I sure hope so 'cause there are a lot of "old" things around here. Don't get me wrong; old is not necessarily bad or inferior, but rather loved, revered, valued and in the case of some folks, full of wisdom. Right? RIGHT??
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