Weekend mornings are the best, sleeping in (until 8AM!) and having a leisurely breakfast. Shan and Zoeya eat the same breakfast every day: fried egg and toast. Classic, but yawn. I’m pretty sure Shan has had this breakfast every day of his life. “I am a simple man.” he tells me.
I must be a complicated woman.
This weekend, it was an egg scrambled with sour cream, dill, salt and pepper on toast:
Here are some of last year’s: