To break a fast. (Or stuff your face after waking up)

There is just something about waking up to the smell of fresh coffee, eggs, sizzling bacon, and warm maple syrup.


The thing about breakfast is that it can be eaten at anytime of the day – I mean who doesn’t like a nice scramble at midnight? Or a nice stack of fluffy pancakes during the middle of the day.

I don’t know, maybe it’s just me – but I can’t stomach a fat NY Strip at 8am….or at midnight for that matter. But eggs? Bacon? Sausage? Cornmeal pancakes? Bring it on!
Sure, sure. There are healthier options too…I’m a fan of oatmeal, cottage cheese (plain, with fruit, or with some wheat germ drizzled with honey), or yogurt and mixed fruit.

But there is just something about the foods that are typically eaten for breakfast that holds a special place in my tummy. I mean, you cant really feel the same way about a rack of ribs or an entrée sized cesar salad for your first meal of the morning, now can you?

So in conclusion, I ask – “What’s your favorite breakfast food?”

In honor of the 5th of May

Who doesn’t love a good taco?

I know I sure as hell crave those little deep fried boats of meat and cheese and lettuce. There is just something satisfying about biting into that crispy shell, to have the warm meat juices trickle down your chin, while the lettuce provides a nice cooling balance.

MMMM….now I want more tacos.

A Crème Brulee Haiku.

A Crème Brulee Haiku.

Pale Yellow and Warm
Scent of Vanilla and cream.
Yum with burnt sugar

By David.


Amazing work if I do say so myself!

So Crème Brulee is my dessert of choice if I am looking to impress. (As long as I know the recipient doesn’t have any weird food aversions – like “I don’t eat wiggly things” or “I don’t eat milk/egg products”) Why? It’s SO simple. Yet, at the same time, it is quiet elegant. And it lends to various flavor combinations. (And I haven’t really had much time to experiment with other desserts yet). Plus, I get to pull out the big guns and use the welding torch in the kitchen!!! (Haha, yea, I’m a typical boy – I like fire)

So for your viewing pleasure I have scrounged up some pictures of Crème Brulee. Who know’s I might be making one of you this delicious dessert one day.




Cheers!

It feels like warm apple pie...

Pie.

That’s all I could think about while I was at the gym, while I was driving home from the gym, while I was showering the stink off, while I was drinking my dinner, up until I fell asleep – all I wanted was pie.

A simple fruit pie with a crumbly, buttery crust. Nice and warm. With a scoop of vanilla ice cream. A la mode as the French call it. What does a la Mode mean? I means, to me, with a scoop of ice cream. Please. (At least that’s what I say it means, I’m sure the actual translation is something completely different..)

There is just something about the combination of butter and flour and fruit and sugar that makes my mouth water. Or maybe I’m pregnant. Who knows.

My favorite pie? Old fashioned Apple Pie. Please. Thank you.

The best apple pie that I’ve ever made was a caramel apple pie topped with a slice of smoked sharp cheddar. The saltiness of the cheese combined with the super sweet caramel apple filling was heaven. And the smokiness of the cheese added that extra layer of flavor, even if it was very subtle. YUM!

I’m going to have to make those again sometime.

Anywho, I’ll leave you with a little something that’s going to make you want pie too.