Thus far, in my school year, I have managed to have some fabulous food memories. I was reflecting on this today while I waited for my friends Bekah and Angela to come and join me for breakfast. Sitting at my kitchen table, I watched the campus walk by, sipped my coffee, and breathed in the aroma of fresh baked oatmeal and cinnamon bread.
It's really quite grand, to be in the presence of good company, and to share good food. I could not ask for much more.
We enjoyed our meal slowly, taking time to breathe between bites. We refilled our coffee cups. We ate with the windows open. We lingered.
{cranberry and corn pancakes with eggs and fruit}
In my opinion, breakfast should be slow. There is something beautiful about taking the time in the morning to be still, to be reflective, and to enjoy the company of friends. This morning we laughed hard about about memories, talked dreams of future, and reveled over daily crushes. It was fun, and slow, and memorable.
Perhaps that was my main reflection. Breakfast should never be fast. It should be enjoyed, and slow, and in the company of good friends.
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