If breakfast was a human, I'd be a stalker.

I love breakfast and brunch on the weekends so much. Saturday and Sunday mornings are my favorite time of the week. Call me crazy: I sometimes obsess about it before I go to bed on Friday. Once in awhile you'll even see me at the grocery store for a special trip to refill my fridge with eggs on Friday night when everyone else is wining and dining and shaking their groove thang (I save that for Saturday). To get me through a tough workweek, I daydream of cheesy Denver omelettes, hash browns, warm tortillas, eggs Benedict, crepes....I better stop there or my extremeties will get numb with joy, I have just a bit more typing to do.

For Ryan and me this morning, it was scrambled eggs, canadian bacon, and home fried potatoes. I cracked three eggs into a separate bowl, added a dash of milk, many dashes of Cholula, salt & pepper, and whisked away with a fork. Oh Cholula, I put that s#!t in everything. Then it’s a slow scramble for the eggs until light and fluffy, with a generous melty topping of colby jack cheese. I slapped a few slices of canadian bacon onto a hot grill pan and they were crispy and carmelized within just a minute.


My favorite part of this morning's breakfast was the hearty home fries. I peeled and chopped three red potatoes, half a zucchini, half a white onion, half an orange pepper - cut roughly the same size. I sauteed them in olive oil and half a tablespoon of butter, and salt and pepper of course, until they got tender and slightly crisp.

To accompany the meal, I treated myself to a Snow Capped Rocky from Human Bean. That’s their white chocolate mocha. SO divine. Normally on weekdays, it’s black coffee or Americanos for me.

I know every weekend can’t be like a holiday at home. Real life kicks in, with running errands I can’t do through the week, waking up early to exercise, getting the dogs washed, needing to eat up the yogurt before it goes bad. But when I have time, it's breakfast indulgence in this house.