Breakfast should be about being nice to yourself. Fueling up for the day ahead. Treating yourself. Taking time to pause in the morning and enjoy something – however simple or elaborate.
I’m not going to lie, every meal of the day excites me.
But breakfast is special. It feels like the most intimate of the meals. Maybe because it’s often eaten and prepared alone or with our partner and eaten while we are still waking up.
It’s a gentle meal. Eaten consciously slow… in between sips of tea and paragraphs in the paper.
…I like to make it last.
Setting time aside in the mornings to enjoy my breakfast and feel totally un-rushed has been an important addition to my life. It’s probably not something I can carry on with forever. (I imagine things like children get in the way of such calm moments…) But for now, I’m all about relishing it.
I took a picture of my breakfast, or part of it, every day for 30 days as a little shout-out to one of my favorite meals. I don’t post many breakfast recipes here, but I’m hoping to change that.
I look forward to sharing many more breakfasts with you…