Made it to the store…

I post this as Shadow munches happily on his cat chow. Nothing to pick up your spirits like buying flowers to make a fall bouquet and having breakfast at your table decorated with linens from Provence, antique Quimper china, my favorite hand-painted 1940s glassware, and a delicious meal that is well within my food plan.

2014-10-19 11.04.03Special K Flatbread Breakfast Sandwich Recipe:

1 Special K Flatbread Sausage, Egg, & Cheese Sandwich. The trick to making this delicious and avoid soggy microwave mush is to defrost the egg and sausage layers in the microwave (15 seconds on high) and then separate the layers including the flatbread top and bottom and pan fry using a mist of olive oil from a Misto oil sprayer and adding the cheese to melt on top of the egg layer at the very last.

Serve with a melange of sweet red and orange peppers, mushrooms, and fresh spinach (all sauteed in a covered pan misted with olive oil plus a splash of water). Top with salsa and garnish with fresh strawberries. The entire meal including 8 oz of non-fat milk and 4 oz of orange juice is about 400 calories with 11 g of fat. Match THAT English full breakfast!

Full English Breakfast

sports-bar-grillI’m just returning from the land of the living dead this morning and trying to remember what it is like to have an appetite after several days of languishing prostrate on the couch and slurping down pomegranate and cherry flavored jello from small plastic containers. Fantasies of real food chunk-full of calories and flavor flit through my mind, although we’re still at the wishing stage here. What comes to mind, should I ever be fit enough to lift a spoon to my parched lips, is a full English breakfast. The traditional fare, includes bacon, poached or fried eggs, fried or grilled tomatoes, fried mushrooms, fried bread with butter, sausages and baked beans, usually served with a mug of tea. As nearly everything is fried in this meal, it is commonly called a “fry-up” or in medical terms, a cholesterol sudden-death killer.

P1000215I have fond memories of my traveling companion bellying up to the bar at the famous Albert Pub on Victoria Street in London, many hours before a pint of ale would be appropriate even in the furthest stretch of one’s imagination, and ordering two such overfilled plates.

P1000216 - CopyThe Albert is a beautiful Victorian pub was built between 1845 and 1852 and was originally known as ‘The Blue Coat Boy’. It was later renamed the Albert in honor of Queen Victoria’s husband, the Prince Consort. The celebrated carvery restaurant is known to have been frequented by British Royalty, Cabinet Ministers, and Parliamentarians of note. Surviving the Blitz, it stands in its original splendor, boasting original hand-etched glass windows and ornate ceilings, captured so beautifully in this photograph taken from our table.

P1000219All right, enough of this. I’m not going to make it to London this morning. And my, well technically my daughter’s cat, Shadow, is rubbing up against my calf, meowing vociferously, and begging me to throw on some clothes, drag myself to the store, and get him some cat food. Maybe I’ll find something to fry for my breakfast.