My mornings are pretty rushed. Between going to the gym, getting dressed, running back home to drop off sweaty clothes and smelly shoes, and grabbing last minute things to take to work, I don’t usually have time for a proper breakfast. Most days I gulp down some green tea and eat something simple and fast—instant oatmeal, instant grits, anything instant basically.
But I love breakfast and I hate that it’s become the casualty of my frenzied mornings. Eggs, bacon, pancakes, biscuits, hashbrowns, waffles, all of it. I love it but just don’t have the time for it most days.
So this week, we found a solution to that: we had it for dinner. Eggs, hashbrowns, and mini crescent rolls (the Pillsbury kind that come in the tube you have to peel open until it pops and makes me jump every time). Next time we’ll honor the sweets like waffles, pancakes and toast with cream cheese and jelly (one of my favorite combos).
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in this crackpot city it’s that you can’t say you’re too busy for the things you enjoy. If you really love something, you make time for it, and for breakfast, that time is dinnertime.