On Sundays I like to make myself a good breakfast. Something hearty and filling, something that encourages sitting down at the table and catching up on the blogs I read. Something that urges me to break out the machine and make a wonderful smelling cup of coffee or a pot of tea just for me. Basically the opposite of my weekday breakfast which are wolfed down so that I can get Ralph walked and myself dressed and ready for work in record time.
Originally I had planned to visit Wildfire right across from us and pick up some of their delicious organic fruit bread, but I was distracted by the hockey and missed their early closing time on Saturdays. They don't do Sundays. So this morning I was little stuck. I really don't like to have to go out and forage for ingredients on Sunday mornings, I like it to be all planned out so no thinking is required. It's Sunday and the day of rest after all. So this morning after my walk with Ralph I came home and still had to ponder my breakfast which was not going so well. I opted for coffee, and a cookie in the sunshine with my curious pup instead. Not the most nutritious or very Sunday of breakfast but I had things to do. While I wandered all over town completing errands I mentally catalogued the ingredients of our fridge and considered ways to bring the leftovers together into something tasty. And then EUREKA! I had it. The most forgiving breakfast dish ever created: the breakfast wrap.
This wonderful dish allows you to use up all those ends of things in the fridge from meals during the week, smoosh it all together and then wrap it up, so even if you balls up the cooking part it still looks good! I was on to something. So I cut up two slices of bacon and a green onion, I chopped up my mushrooms, I pulled the last usable handful from a sodden bag of soggy sprouts and I saved the lonely egg yolk that was the aftermath of yesterday's cupcakes. Into the pan with it all, and an extra egg for good measure, a little seasoning, a little chipotle because, well why not, and breakfast (albeit a little late) was on its way. I then grabbed the last tortilla from the pantry and set about warming up, in the meantime grating the end of the gruyere on top of my scrambled egg medley and I was good to go. I dumped everything onto the tortilla, added a squirt of sriracha and a sprinkling of fresh parsley and hey presto! Brunch.
Ok, so there were too many cliche-type words and expressions in these paragraphs but the whole experience felt rather magical and I was pretty pleased with myself, even if I did end up with bacon goop running down my hands after. So maybe not the best breakfast to have over the laptop, but a very tasty way to clear out the fridge and set me up for the afternoon of errands ahead!
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