Breakfast is one of those things that is either feast, or famine for me. On Sunday’s a do a slow stirred- soft scrambled egg, with whatever is in season, ramps if it’s spring or in Fall, I’ll serve the eggs with smoked bacon. Weekdays are in general more frantic. I’m lucky if I get a cup of coffee, bread and ham or cheeses such as Roquefort etc.
I love going out for breakfast, and unfortunately, I rarely get to do it! When it comes to ordering, I’m a savory girl. So it’s usually runny eggs, bacon, bread.
On the weekend there is time for rituals, usually Sunday, where there isn’t the need to dash about and we can relax. I make a cup of British Tea and catch up on my blog. There is something about tea and Sundays that just screams for marmalade. I love orange, tangerine or even a classic lime marmalade. On a homemade biscuit, or thick bread.
I have this thing about Alaska right now, I’d love to go! I see myself landing by sea plane onto pristine waters, setting up in a cozy log cabin and fishing for salmon that we would catch fresh, and then have for breakfast, grilled over the fire with wild greens or mushrooms that we just foraged nearby. Or Denmark. I just think some of the most exciting food right now, is coming out of Scandinavia.