After that I played the field for a little while, finally settling down this past fall with peanut butter toast. Almost every morning this winter I've gotten out of bed, toasted a piece of O'Bread whole wheat, spread it with Teddie all natural peanut butter, and eaten it while I waited for the water to boil for my tea.
We've had a good thing going, me and peanut butter toast, and I really am a one-breakfast woman. But lately I've been fantasizing about other breakfasts: berries and Greek yogurt, a soft-boiled egg eaten eaten right out of the shell with a tiny spoon, even wheatberries and scallions.
Things are not over between us yet; I'll probably string old peanut butter toast along until the strawberries are in season, but the writing is on the wall: We're growing apart and I want to start eating other breakfasts. I hope we can still be friends.
Ever do rye pb toast? Totally delicious. (Must be seeded rye, if you ask me.)
ReplyDeleteOr, if you want to throw caution to the wind -- grilled peanut butter on rye. Make it like a grilled cheese sandwich, with butter in the pan. Not exactly nutritious, but I'm telling you -- it's v.v. good.
God, the buttery grilled version sounds delicious. When I first started running around with the peanut butter toast I was buttering and peanut buttering it, but decided that was a little excessive, sort of like a deep-fried Twinkie.
ReplyDeleteI think you should have a fling with Diet Pepsi. I had me some of him every morning as soon as my feet hit the floor until I was, oh, twenty-five.
ReplyDeleteOther Southerners would recommend pairing him with a piece of pie, but that kind of decadent three-way is where I draw the line.
Honie, are you telling my you've quit the DP? Did not drinking it make you sick? I remember the morning I picked you up in C-ville and realized it was your own personal breakfast of champions.
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