I’ve been told I’m not a morning person. Waking is not the problem. It’s the whole getting out of bed thing that I struggle with. I don’t have much choice, seeing how there is Leonard (dog) to be fed, lunches to pack, breakfast, dishes to be unloaded. So I do so, while singing merrily about like Julie Andrews, spreading countless joy to those around me.
I’m as surly as a caged tiger with a mouth full of abscesses. It’s not that I don’t LIKE mornings, I just think mornings are not on my terms. If I had my way, I awaken sometime around 7:45 ish, in kind of a fluttering style, you know, like five minutes of coming to. Like a process. I certainly would not wake to a God awful alarm clock. Yuck. I don’t care how pretty Steve Jobs (RIP , bro) made the ringtones, that nonsense is simply not in our DNA. Do you think our ancestors had to decide between Marimba and Bell Tower? No. Things were just fine for thousands and thousands of years until Levi Hutchins comes around in 1787 invents the alarm clock. If I could go back in time I would be doing time because I would stab that man in the ear.
Back to my flutter-fest. My five minute awakening (sounds like a life changing moment) would be followed by some hugs and kisses from my misses, afterward that lovely slice of heaven brings me coffee in my thermos( another blog to come)(the thermos, that is)(which I dropped the other night, separating the cap into 3 pieces, a harrowing 45 seconds ensued until I got Humpty back together again).
With coffee in hand, I can commence with my Thomas Jefferson impression of reading for two hours. Whereas TJ was devouring ancient history, literature, and philosophy, my hands are 9 and 3ing my Ipad while I browse classics such as facebook, cnnsi, and Zite.
Sometime this side of 10 am, I stagger into the kitchen with an empty stomach and a ragging caffeine buzz. It’s time to bring this perfect morning to an end with the perfect breakfast, a frittata. Here’s my version.
This will feed 3 people, more of less. First, turn on you broiler. Second, don’t forget to turn on your broiler, it’s kind of important if you haven’t figured that out yet.
6 eggs ( pony up for the best you can find, it’s worth it)
1/3 cup sliced leeks (white part) you can sub shallots or scallions
2 cloves garlic, pasted
1 cup sliced mushrooms
½ cup diced tomato (fresh!)
2 cup chopped kale
¼ cup grated parmesan
Turn a burner on to high and an your olive oil. Allow it to heat, then toss in you onions and garlic to soften. Then add your mushrooms and allow to brown slightly.
Then add the tomatoes and let them release their juices, lastly the Kale.
Allow the kale to wilt. Meanwhile whisk the eggs, then pour them into the pan. Sprinkle with parmesan, salt and pepper to taste.
Place it under the broiler and let it cook for a minute or so, just watch it closely, no going off to check your twitter account, stay with the frittata. It’s done which you shake the pan and it is firm.
Loosen the ends to release it from the pan. It should slide right out.
Is it too early for Prosecco?