So what’s for breakfast?
I was getting tired of oatmeal with a spoonful of lingonberries, so…
This morning I had an Australian Toaster Biscuit (which is really just an English muffin, but they were getting all international and shite) with Vegemite (no butter), an orange, and a cup of Earl Grey tea.
Yesterday morning was a slice multigrain bread, heated briefly in the microwave oven, with a schmear of Nutella, accompanied by a cup of French Roast coffee (black).
Kellogg’s Crunchy Nut cornflakes + soya milk; cup of lemon tea.
No, that was just the taste of the vegemite.
I’ve been having instant Cream of Wheat with a glass of milk and my vitamins the past week. This morning, I made french toast with cinnamon, then cursed the fact that my fridge is never properly stocked and so I didn’t have any sausage to go with the toast. Had hot chocolate, too.
I knew it was to be a long and uneventful day so I decided to try something different. So it was a grilled cheese only I made it with olive oil, parsley, table salt, and garlic salt instead of butter with mozzarella instead of American. Pan-fried, of course. Oh, and a marinara dipping sauce.
It was good except for now I do not know what I want for lunch…
All I could find for breakfast was a lukewarm PBR left out from last night. 
My stupid car wouldn’t start this morning when I was to meet my fiance for brunch at an Indian restaurant. So, since he was already on the other side of town and needed to run errands out there, he decided to grab some fast food and I wound up with pre-cooked and seasoned chicken on old tortillas with two cups of coffee. Yuck.
And wouldn’t you know it, when I went back out again just now, my car started just fine, the perverse piece of shit.
I had a couple pieces of toast with butter (or Country Crock, since my girlfriend insists it isn’t REAL butter, so I shouldn’t call it butter. It’s yellow, it melts, it’s butter. Unless it’s frozen pee. But I’m pretty sure they don’t sell that at Kroger. This aside is longer than my post!) and a Diet Dr. Pepper.
The last slice on banana bread, and a tall glass of water.
2 eggs, scrambled and topped with salsa, and 2 sausage links, with a big ole glass of water.
Yeah, I’m on Atkins, how did you know?
I was really hoping someone would post that he or she had a club sadnwich for breakfast. 
Nothing creative today: tea and a multigrain grain toast w/butter…
I didn’t wake up until 1:30 and didn’t find my way to the kitchen until 2:30. Then Jaime made me something, and I honest to god don’t know what it was. Eggs were involved, cheese, tortillas and I think enchilada sauce. All served in a bowl. It was good though andI’m not dying. So that’s something.
Cold Pizza
Pretzel sticks, cheese, and Tang.
I’m barely functional upon arising. I’m lucky I found actual edibles in the kitchen.
Oatmeal with semi-sweet chocolate chips. Mmmmm.
Would you believe me if I told you I had a Monte Cristo?
Nope, two pieces of toast with peanut butter and plum jelly.
Breakfast tacos with homemade tortillas!
Most Saturdays, I run to the store and get some sausage, eggs, cheese and tortillas and cook breakfast for the family. I decided this morning to buy some masa and give a shot at making tortillas. They turned out pretty good and I think they’ll be a staple from here on.
Bowl of Fruity Cheerios and 4 Whoppers*.
*malted milk balls.
Once I’d seen to getting the necessities of life (a pot of black coffee), I had a fake sausage patty (Morningstar Farms), a cup of raspberry yogurt, and half a banana. Then, about an hour later, I had a bowl of high-protein soy cereal with the rest of the banana, half a cup of fresh blueberries, and half a cup of skim milk. It is the most important meal of the day, after all, and I don’t see any point in rushing it.