There is something very sacred to me about those first few hours of Sunday.
By Sunday morning, usually all the hustle and bustle of Saturday has been tucked away and is relegated to memory.
Any major chores for the day are still a couple of hours away.
One of my favorite things to do on a Sunday morning is to get up a couple of hours before the rest of the house, brew a pot of coffee and just enjoy the calm.
Not only is the house quiet, but a sense of calm pervades the whole neighborhood.
There are no kids on bikes calling after each other, no lawn mowers (or snow blowers) running, the neighbors kitty-corner haven't started yelling at each other yet...
Or I may take advantage of the opportunity to claim temporary ownership of the remote.
Or, when the weather finally warms up, a few stolen minutes may be spent on the front porch curled up with that cup of coffee and a book.
Those moments of time before the world comes at me like a splash of ice water go along way towards restoring my sense of balance.
This past weekend, since it was just the Culinary Kid and I, I realized that my peaceful Sunday morning would be extended - there was no way she was going to show her face before 11:00.
When I saw that this week's FFwD choice involved poached eggs and mushrooms, I realized that I was on my own with this one. There was no way that either of those items were going to make it into her mouth.
With those two pieces of knowledge in mind, I decided that this Sunday morning would include breakfast for one. Twenty minutes later, I was sitting on the living room floor - coffee in one hand, the remote in the other and a plate of creamy goodness over toast sitting in front of me.
When I read the title for creamy mushrooms and eggs, I have to admit that my vision of what this dish would be was way different than the reality. I was thinking scrambled eggs with mushrooms. Don't ask why, that idea was just stuck in my head...
It was a happy surprise when I actually read through the reicpe and realized how easy this dish was to pull together. Poach a couple of eggs (the egg part would have gone a little easier if I had remembered to spray the plastic wrap). Toast a couple of slices of bread. Sautee some mushrooms and simmer in cream and toss in some chives and parsley to finish it off (I worked with what I had in the fridge).
Plate them together and the perfect Sunday morning breakfast for one is yours for the asking. Coffee, optional (well, not really).
On an unrelated note, following my less than stellar experience with the book Dearie (the Julia Child biography), I am pleased to report that Sister Queens: The Noble Tragic Lives of Katherine of Aragon & Juana, Queen of Castile (by Julia Fox) is a far more enjoyable read. Whenever I think my life is rough, I thank my lucky starts that I was not the unfortunate first wife of Henry VIII... Things look a heckuva lot more positive in that light.
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