Pinny on! Sunday August 27, 2017
In case the word pinny is not widely used (I'm Scottish), it is an apron. Stick on your aprons, for today is cooking day.
Long, long ago, in a far away time, I was the unhealthiest person who lived. Then forces combined, I turned over a new leaf and have never looked back. I'm passionate about breakfast. I make breakfasts seven days a week and sometimes it is a far better meal than my dinner offerings. I'm told this is how it should be for a happy digestion... eat like a King for breakfast, a Queen for lunch and a pauper for dinner.
So, today then. What are we having? Or tomorrow if you are unprepared. Personally, the humble egg is my best friend. Get out a small pan and slide in a little oil. Crack in two of the world's best sources of protein, preferably in silence. Look out the window whilst allowing them a few minutes to very gently bubble. Lift, then lay them honourably over a crusty source. Give thanks to the knife and fork as they aide your first achievement of self-care in the day.
Eat well my friends!
The room above the garage.
A Moodscope member
P.S. Removing the pinny before you leave the house is not essential but often spares blushes. Yet another thing I had to learn the hard way.
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