Oh, and Sparkling Orange Water

I started writing a few days ago, and the computer was in a rare mood, and did not save my draft. Good. I must not have been meant to write those things. I don't even know where to start. My shoulders are back to feeling like they're made of bricks and I've had an incessant cough for about two weeks, both unfavorable things.

I'll just write about food, because it helps to take my mind off of things that I really shouldn't be in an uproar about in the first place.

In the past week, it seems as if I've been touring the world a bit with my food choices. I can't complain...I've found Spain, Thailand, Italy to be delicious (as if I didn't already know). Monday night, I made Pad Thai. It was a recipe that we used in class for food costing, so I knew exactly how much each serving cost.....which "benefited" me. Tuesday, I made something of a Paella, with wild rice and black barley, and shrimp. Wednesday night, I made Pasta with Pine Nuts and Hashed Brussels Sprouts, which I have to say I've been waiting to make for a few months now, and it was delicious. It far surpassed my expectations. Find the recipe here, written by Molly Wizenberg, who is as much a beautifully talented writer as she is an amazing cook. I have made so many of her recipes, and have been more than satisfied with each of them. And although all of those dishes were lovely and happiness to my stomach, I am choosing to write about the breakfast I ate this morning. See, I've always held somewhat of a belief that breakfast is not only the important, but the most delicious meal of the day, and if it happens to be sub-par, the rest of the day can't be hoped to surpass it much. Well today, I've had a delicious start, and I think others would do well to try it.

This is what I ate: a piece of whole wheat toast with butter and camembert, two slices of bacon, two slices of fried tomato, and a poached egg. Oh, and sparkling orange water! If I did it all over again, I would change the toast to a fluffy slice of french bread, but it was still good.

Toast is self explanatory. Butter it while it's hot, mash up two small wedges of camembert over the top and let it melt slightly. Heat the pan to medium, and fry up two slices of bacon. Drain off most of the bacon fat. Slice two slices out of a tomato..any kind (I used roma, it's all I had). Mix breadcrumbs, a pinch of salt, and 1/2 tsp oregano. Drop a few drops of sriracha over each tomato slice. Press them firmly into the breadcrumbs to coat, fry in the remaining bacon grease until crisp outside and heated through. Poach an egg. If you don't know how to poach an egg, learn how to poach an egg. Leave the yolk creamy/runny, and press it down onto the toast. Eat and breathe a sigh of relief.

I'm so glad God gave us good food, and then made our stomachs the  center of our emotions. I think his design is clear. Food nourishes, but comforts us, and this may seem like a stretch, but when I eat good food, I feel closer to him, grateful that he made something so tasty for me to eat.

Thanks, Jesus.