Belgian Waffles with Blueberry Meyer Lemon Butter
Happy New Year! I know most people love Thanksgiving and Christmas but for me; New Year’s Eve has always been my favorite. Not because of the prosecco but let’s be honest, that is an added bonus of the holiday. I love looking back at the year and thinking about all of our accomplishments, failures and memories. I love thinking back to what Buggies and Pixie learned whether academically or through life skills. When the countdown to the New Year starts, I am always teary eyed; grateful for another year of health, love, friendships, experiences and memories. Once those big numbers light up and the New Year has begun, I look forward to what the next year will bring for my family and friends. I look forward to setting goals and making plans with the friends and family I am so lucky to navigate this life with. I love looking forward to things like the hubby’s 40th birthday, my mom finally retiring, our 15 year anniversary and so many wonderful things that can happen in a year!
Savory Breakfast Waffles
Life has a funny way of throwing a wrench into your plans.
You see, 2017 is supposed to be our year for great things. I’m healthy for once (don’t jinx it!), the kids are thriving in their educations and extracurricular activities, the hubby is skyrocketing in both his careers, I’m hoping for big things to come from Mommy Bistro this year and…. we had plans to list our home.
Dutch Babies
Back in 2003 my good friend Kelli got married just a few short weeks before we did. We spent the week before her wedding with her family in Burlingame, CA. One morning, we came down to the most delicious smell.
Lazy Sunday Omelets
There is nothing lazy about these actual omelets. It’s the Sunday that is lazy. The hubby and I live for our Sunday mornings. Buggies and Pixie come tumbling in sometime around 8:30 AM and they cuddle with us in bed for about a half an hour. Afterwards we plop onto the couch and watch a couple of their favorite shows; Sophia the First, Jake and the Neverland Pirates, and Doc McStuffins. About halfway through the second show I disappear into the kitchen to start on breakfast. The girls are all over the map when it comes to what they want for breakfast…and what I’m willing to make (do I look like a short order cook?). Pretty much every day, Buggies asks me to make pancakes, and Pixie goes along w/ that. The hubby and I however, prefer a delicious savory omelet.
HUBBY’S NOTE: I highly recommend getting some Chile Oil and drizzling it on top of these things. Ridiculous good!
“Worth the love handle” Cinnamon Rolls
I apologize now for these. There is absolutely no easy way for me to say this. But once you have had these, you may never be the same. You may sleep with a beautiful jar of cinnamon. You may ask for the cinnamon roll air freshener at the car wash. It might even lead you down the dark delicious path of the “cinnamon roll only diet.” It’s all the rage, you know.
Best Breakfast Burrito
Okay, so here is the deal people. It’s W-Day. Yes. Yes, W-Day is Sean and Annie’s wedding day. For which I am making 300 French Macarons for. And coordinating the rehearsal dinner for. And hosting a day after the big day BBQ for. So I’ve lost all sense of reality peeps. I feel like I’m living in the twilight zone at this point. This will be my only post this week. I’m SO SORRY! I feel like I’m letting you down. I promise to make up for it next week but right now, it’s 11:26 and I think my bedtime tonight will be closer to 2 or 3 AM time. Wish me luck and I promise to post tons of pics of the big day!
In the meantime, make this burrito for breakfast. It’s delish and if you post on Facebook that you are making it, I might show up at your house looking frazzled with a bottle of champagne and invite myself in for a burrito.
This burrito is a take on my other breakfast indulgence, Morning Glory. The first time I made this was at the Kern River about a month ago and it was quite the hit.
Hubby’s Note: I’m convinced that I could make anything into a burritto and enjoy it. I could wrap a pickle, a carrot, and maybe Thomas the Train into a tortilla, throw some Frank’s Red Hot sauce and guacamole on it and i’d be a happy man. All that being said, I’d much rather have this magical concoction of yumminess in my breakfast burritto than the aforementioned ingredients. It’ll be better on the back end this way too.