Monday, January 19, 2009


I recently Re-discovered (see link on sidebar)... every Thursday a new prompt is given to inspire artists, wordsmiths, etc... participants may respond to the prompt in any medium they choose. Of course, my media of choice is - the Written Word...

Breakfast... both noun and verb... At breakfast I breakfasted. It's a beautiful thing. Both the two parts of speech AND the meal. I love breakfast. It's my favorite meal of the day. This past week, for example, my husband and I were thinking of going out to grab a bite. But we couldn't figure out where to go... I said I wanted "comfort food" and he asked me what I meant by that. A moment's thought... then I said: Breakfast. So - he made me salty bacon, light, fluffy eggs, and nook-and-cranny-full-of-butter English Muffins! A delightful treat for a Friday night.

I remember Saturday breakfasts at home... the smell of bacon (why does breakfast always seem to involve bacon for me!) would drift down the hallway of our ranch to my room, rousing me from sleep... though not from sleepiness! I would wander down the hallway to take my spot at the brown Formica table and relish the eggy smell on the air as bread crisped up in the toaster. Ranger Rick would be playing on the radio (or another kid's story show), and we'd all be crowded in the 70's yellow and avocado striped kitchen for a happy family meal. Saturdays in the 70's and 80's - another beautiful thing!

I can't think of a most-memorable breakfast off hand (I'm free writing here), but if one comes to mind, I'll add it in.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the memories that this piece brought to mind... You are right, those Saturdays of the 70's & 80's were great! Oh for the day when Roanld Reagan would close his talks with "God Bless America"!



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