By now, you’re aware I’m not a fan of breakfast foods… so this post should not be at all surprising at this point.
After my wife left this morning for 30 hours of surgical call, I had trouble falling back asleep. Our dog, Rafiki, wasn’t ready to climb out of my bed at that particular hour, so at 5 a.m. I hit the kitchen by my lonesome.
Determined to make a sans egg breakfast, I searched our fridge for things I could whip together. My eyes lit up when I noticed the …