Breakfast is one of my most favorite meals because it can be just about anything.  It can be sweet, it can be savory…  it can be light and nutritious, it can be heavy and fat-laden.  Of course, my all-time favorite is the latter.

And the best breakfast of all is Sunday Breakfast.  There’s just something about a big ol’ breakfast on the day of rest that appeals to my inner-sloth.

For the past 6 years, I have worked on Sunday.  I made Sunday Breakfast at work for the crew while Victor was home.  Cooking Sunday Breakfast alone is just not as much fun.  Sunday Breakfast needs to be shared.  So imagine my delight when a schedule change happened and I found myself actually off on Sunday!  Hallelujah!  Now I get to cook Sunday Breakfast at home!

Have you ever noticed how many pans one needs to cook breakfast?  And what a huge mess it makes?  It’s all coming back to me…..

The potato pan, the sausage pan, the egg pan…  The toast, the jam and jelly, the coffee…  It’s unbelievable.  And timing!  It’s almost as bad as trying to get Thanksgiving dinner on the table!   Totally crazy.   And I didn’t even cook pancakes!

I know that we won’t be able to keep up this sort of pace for long.  Once the nice weather arrives I’ll be wanting lighter fare – and fresh fruits and yogurt and such on the back porch will be perfect.  But for now…   I’ll indulge – and it’s worth every calorie and gram of fat.

And I’m thinking that there’s that recipe for Danish Pastry I haven’t made in forever…