Is there anything new I can write about Avocado Toast?
Probably not, so I’m just going to write down the Top 5 things I love about it.
Seriously, I can’t think of an easier homemade breakfast. First, you toast bread. Then, you spread avocado and sprinkle stuff on it. Done.
There’s not that much one needs to do to make this breakfast. Refer to the steps written above.
Yes , avocado toast is loaded with fat-not the type that gives you a muffin top, but the good kind. Plus, it’s packed with vitamins C and B-6 so your immune system will be all boosted up.
I love lemons. I love it in my Ginger Lemon Tea, Basil Beerade and especially in my Lemon Velvet Cake. In my opinion, avocado toast ain’t avocado toast unless it has tons of lemon juice; and I thoroughly enjoy the tart and bright flavor it brings.
Most days I want something sweet for breakfast, like a muffin or my absolute favorite, Waffles of Insane Greatness. But sometimes I want something that’s not going to completely spike my blood sugar and make me power-nap ’til lunch. Enter the brilliance of avocado toast.
What about you? What do you love about avocado toast?
Baked Maple Bacon Donuts! These are the donuts people have been talking about for ages. In fact, a buddy of mine asked me to join her at the Glazed Donut Cafe here in L.A.. I said I would once I realized they have a Brown Butter Maple Bacon Donut. I haven’t had a chance to get there yet, but let me tell you something…these bad boys will hold me until I do.
I have to admit, I was skeptical at first. I mean, I love me some bacon and I’ll never say “no” to a donut, but a baked maple bacon donut? I wasn’t too sure. It’s like putting two things together that have no business merging. Let me put it to you like this: cheeseburgers are fantastic and ice cream is to die for, but do you really want two scoops of meat-filled Rocky Road? I didn’t think so.
On the other hand, what have I got to lose? Worst comes to worst, I’m left with a pile of crispy bacon and six maple glazed donuts.
Man, that sounds corny, but it’s true. I’m one of those people who draws energy from other people. Good lord, I’m starting to sound like someone who worked at the Psychic Friends Network. The truth of the matter is that if you’re sitting next to me at a cafe, I’ll just start talking to you like we’re old friends-I’m that chick. I mean, why not? Spread the joy…that’s my policy.
Usually, when this happens, I meet some interesting people. Or, at least have some fun and airy banter. Our conversation doesn’t have to be anything deep over a hot cuppa and biscotti. Let’s keep it light. Shall we?
Sometimes it goes all wrong. On occasion, I choose the worst person with whom to start a chat. You know, that one dude who’s waiting desperately for someone, anyone to say anything to him, but doesn’t understand the art of conversation.
Check it out…
Dave and I went to Starbucks the other day for a coffee and a tea. I was in a mood and just wanted to get out of the house. We grabbed our drinks and sat down next to a guy working on his laptop.
“Let’s be friends.” I said.
“That’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in weeks,” he replied, which of course, made me feel wonderful. I was all set to exchange pleasantries and then this happened.
“Usually, it’s white people telling me to go back to my own country.” Wow, um…that’s a bit much, but ok.
Dave tried to keep it light and said, “We usually try to keep that to ourselves.” Fantastic, I thought. Let’s laugh this away and get to talking about something else.
“I don’t consider you white. You’re too nice to be white.”
Ugh, I had chosen wrong. I chose to sit next to some nut job with an axe to grind. I wanted to scream at him “No! Keep it light, dumbass! You’re supposed to keep it light!” Instead, he unleashed upon us an endless stream of bullshit comprised of titles like Why Siri Sucks and My Healthcare Situation.
I guess I should’ve stayed at home. If I had I could’ve whipped up a batch of waffles and drank my tea in peace.
These dark chocolate waffles are serious…not see-me-after-class serious, but are-you-really-trying to-have-this-for-breakfast serious. The answer is ‘yes’. Yes, I am and I did.
The kiddies probably won’t like this one. This breakfast is on the adult-side: super-rich, dark chocolate waffles that aren’t too sweet. Perhaps, that’s why I drizzled them with melted peanut butter. What?
Don’t wait for a special occasion. Make them today. Invite me over for breakfast and make them for me. If you do, I promise to be on my best behavior…and keep the conversation nice and breezy.
Yes, I’m crazy about breakfast, but not if it includes something scrambled. I guess I’ll eat them if:
The doctor says “Do it!”
They’re hard boiled.
There’s a bowl of Sriracha nearby(seriously, gotta mask that eggy taste).
Don’t get me wrong, eggs are amazing and extremely versatile. Wanna make a custard? Yolks are your best friend. Meringue for my pie? Hand me those egg whites. Need a lift for your cake? You get the picture.
If you are an egg fan and a grilled cheese fan, you need to make this sandwich. Trust. They’re very impressive, equally simplistic, and go from kitchen to table in less than 10 minutes. Plus, if you’re like me, you’ll be the lucky one eating all the leftover holes of grilled cheese. Now, that’s what I’m talking about!