Saturday Breakfast

 

Yes I played the drums for Morton Senior High School. I got a late start, studied in 8th grade and like sports came into my freshman year behind better musicians. I planned to be a rock star drummer anyway. Hence my first drum was the box pictured below. Yep the original sixties cardboard oatmeal box from Quaker. Lol The problem with that is that we ate oatmeal so rarely (basically Dad during Winter) I only got one to practice with. In 8th grade I got a rubber drum pad, sticks and lessons from Sharon Grimmer. I never appreciated that experience.  Since I was a big kid (a common theme here) the school put me on substitute bass drum and cymbals for football games and cymbals in concert play. lol Yes that was me playing Man of La Mancha circa 1970. 

Oatmeal was our breakfast in the 60's or rather Dad's. We had Grape Nuts, Cheerios and Grandma shared her Rice Chex. Which we'd rather have at the holidays as the Chex Mix snack. Eventually I spent summers at their house and Grandfather made eggs, and Canadian bacon every morning. They were my true influence to start cooking and become reasonably creative.

Today 60 years later I am very creative with a degree in Hospitality and Restaurant Management and a lifetime of Chef visits. So usually I ask myself what sounds good. The dog replies cheebooger and that usually is Mondays. Today in the fridge we had fresh Greek yogurt from Dutch Meadows Farms, healthy A2 casein. Left over blueberries, some roasted coconut (not pictured) Hempseed from Nuts.com and 92% dark chocolate. Those of you who know me know it's nearly all organic and deconstructed. Meaning I don't mix the ingredients I lay them in my bowl and dip my spoon changing up the taste and texture. It was great, Willis loves blueberries and yogurt and licked the bowl. A different take on the American breakfast. Healthy, good for gut flora and tasty.