Breakfast Bribery

I hate getting up. Especially on the weekends. To take the edge off Romeo made the most delicious breakfast for us the other morning; chocolate chip brioche french toast with caramelized over ripened bananas. Sure, that may be a lot of sugar to start the day off with but at least it got me out of bed.

Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care 

The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath 

Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, 

Chief nourisher in life's breakfast.

Mum's the Word

Mom always knows best.  And tonight our dear Lady Capulet gave us the base recipe for our mini meal.  Asparagus, lightly tossed with extra virgin olive oil and pepper, wrapped in prosciutto with either spicy havarti or creamy cream cheese tucked inside the rolled up and broiled until deliciously crispy.  We also toasted up some caraway rye bread for dipping in balsamic and oil.  

Thanks, Lady!  Twas delicious.

The Lady doth prosciutto too much, methinks.