| Aug. 5th, 2007 @ 07:49 am Breakfast musings |
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I've not rambled on about random thoughts in a long time, and this morning I feel inspired.
First, as it's breakfast time, I must wonder why some things are considered good breakfast fare and others not. I have some chocolate chip waffles on my plate. I'm eating them with a little bit of suguar free syrup (yes, I'm aware of the dicotomy), and a nice glass of cold 1% milk. If chocolate chip waffles are ok . . . or, indeed, waffles at all . . . why not just have a hunk of that cake sitting on the counter? And, if it's considered "normal" to have strawberries or blueberries on your cereal . . . why not a few slices of watermelon on the side? What makes some foods seem inappropriate for breakkies?
Speaking of breakkies . . . let's talk for a mo about the cultural differences we all have. Isn't it interesting that some folks, or some whole cultures, seem to be grossed out by what other people have for breakfast? I have a friend in the UK who finds it abhorrent that we eat doughnuts for breakfast. Well, I would never eat just a doughnut for breakfast because I need protein or I'll fall back to sleep! But sometimes on special days I do just have a sweet roll.
Now, on to dishes. I have a special glass. Does anyone else? I have a Miss Piggy glass that I obtained free with some promotion from McDonalds many years ago. I used such free glasses when I was in college, and for a while they were stored in my parents' attic, and a few years ago they very kindly brought them to me. (They were actually cleaning out their attic, if you can imagine, and making all of us kids take our own crap to use or store in our own attics! Shocking! The glasses weren't the only things I got back - old report cards, record albums, etc) Anyway, I was so excited about free glasses back when I was in my late teens/early twenties that it became a family joke. Sort of a "she'll buy anything if it comes with free steak knives" (that was when I joined the romance novel club, and actually I did enjoy reading the books for a while) "look, Cat, here is a coffee club where you get a coffee maker if you join" (actually, those makers made some excellent wedding presents and work-place coffee pots - I joined about 4 times and I think it's about time to join again!). But I digress . . . now I have this Miss Piggy glass. It is mine, it is delightful, and every time (nearly) that I use it I think about the marvels of Miss Piggy, I am reminded of my mother trying to do Piggy's voice (she's not that bad, really), and I remember all the lovely drinking I've done with this glass. Sigh.
They have free glasses from time to time now, too, but I don't like the style as well - it's too broad for my small hands to hold comfortably. Don't get me wrong, we do still have some, but I don't feel the need to get more until they change the style again. Besides, no one can top Miss Piggy.
Is it late enough in the morning now that I can have a piece of cake? |
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