If there’s one thing that carried over from my childhood, it’s Sunday breakfasts. Back then, my oldest brother made eggs to each of our liking, and I made pancakes. Sometimes I changed it up with French toast.
Now that I’m a full-fledged adult, I sleep-in on Sundays. Cooking for myself is borrrring, plus I don’t necessarily need breakfast and lunch. However, when there’s someone special in my life, I make it a point to whip up pancakes on Sundays. In fact, when things settled down a bit (not even 2 weeks after I moved-in, we’re making our way back from a road trip to San Diego), I declared to Chip that Sundays were officially “Pancake Sundays”. With the hustle and bustle during the weekdays, Sunday Brunch is a wonderful way to start the week off right. Up until this past weekend, we usually feasted on pancakes and eggs.
Thanks to this handy-dandy appliance….
George Foreman Grill
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…Chip grilled bacon last Sunday. That’s right, bacon! I’m pretty sure I gained a pound (okay, two) after eating every bite of this:
My plate with 3 strips of bacon, Krusteaz blueberry pancakes (slathered with butter), and eggs
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Chip’s bacon, buttermilk pancakes, and eggs
Oooh, that reminds me, our table is out of commission at the moment. Chip’s been adding a polyurethane finish and letting it dry days at a time between coats.
Our Martine Antique Oak table *before* the refinishing
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We resorted to “picnicking” with a blanket on the carpet and a cooler lid as our makeshift table. :p
My sweetie’s bacon didn’t quite last long enough for this photo
Stay tuned for some of my household items fresh out of storage, followed by Starbucks pastries….or the other way around.
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