B Daddy decided (after much deliberation and perusing both comments and emails from you) that he would have an omelet. I could find no fault with such a classic choice and prepared it with tomatoes and basil from our garden as well as a little sprinkle of parmesan.
Please ignore the freaky looking hand and my crazy PJ combination. I'm pregnant.
The Squirt wasn't too sure what his options were - but he happily gobbled up the plain old scrambled egg I gave him, as well as a good third of B's omelet.
As for me - I decided on two eggs over-easy, served with a toasted bagel. Mmmmm. There was something so satisfying about breaking into those yolks and watching them run down the sides of my bagel.
The verdict?
Everyone walked away from the breakfast nook nourished and happy. I think we've found a new Saturday morning tradition!
For a re-cap of why this suburban mama is so excited about eggs for breakfast - catch up HERE.
I have to concur. All very egg-worthy creations.
ReplyDeleteYummy! What was BJ's opinion of the deliciousness? I'm glad you mentioned the ignoring of the pj combo, because I thought my computer screen was messed up. You're too funny. :)
ReplyDeleteLooks like you all had a good time and I loved the photos! By the way I just thought you were wearing an apron:)
ReplyDeleteI am so glad to hear that you finally got some eggs! Maybe I will have to get some chickens too :) Looking forward to seeing you Friday! Kary
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