Breakfast for Supper

Last night was one of those nights when I juuuuust didn’t feel like cooking a big elaborate meal, but we were both hungry…

It occurred to me that we hadn’t had "Breakfast for Supper" for some time. We were about due for our favorite meyer- lemon blueberry pancakes with fruit on the side...

Of course, what are pancakes without warmed maple syrup drizzled on top,...and blueberries,...and a little freshly-whipped cream to make it look nice? Orange juice is pretty much a requirement, and then, (for Joe,) bacon’s good. (All those blueberries are so good for you, the bacon makes the universe balanced, right?)

Aaaaaaahhhhh...

'Hit the spot!

“You ought to have seen what I saw on my way

To the village, through Mortenson’s pasture today:

Blueberries as big as the end of your thumb,

Real sky-blue, and heavy, and ready to drum

In the cavernous pail of the first one to come!

And all ripe together, not some of them green

And some of them ripe! You ought to have seen!”

(from “Blueberries” by Robert Frost)