I love breakfast.
I love that my tastebuds aren’t awake enough yet to crave intense flavours, and that a banana tastes like cake. I love that I’m never ragingly hungry enough to devour vast amounts of whatever is nearest, so I can take my time crafting to perfect combination of flavours and textures and nutrition. I love that whatever I do crave, I can eat it, because pretty much anything goes at breakfast. Continue reading