From early childhood I have heard that Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I have no idea if it is true or not, but my mama was always right (if that explains my position ;-) )
So, growing up I did like toast every once in awhile. There was NEVER a toaster in our house, but my mama would take white loaf bread, lay in in her biscuit pan and but a dollop of churned butter on the bread, every once in awhile there would be two smaller hunks on a piece. There was nothing prettier than that golden toast with that delicious yellow spot. I always took my time and enjoyed that when I got to it, mmmm delicious.
Most of the time we had mama’s delicious biscuits, even after there only us four at home, two pans of biscuits went in the oven.
Our Breakfast was (with few exceptions), gravy some meat, ham, country ham, bacon, fat back, sausage or liver mush. Eggs (several ways) I liked mine ‘runny’. Grits, there was always grits. I figured grits must be in the Bible. I thought the world sorta revolved around grits. I loved to mix my grits and runny eggs together.
Breakfast was the only meal that always had a ‘dessert’.
That was butter and ho-made Jelly or Butter and molasses. My daddy mixed his jelly or molasses and butter together for a sort of pretty yellowish mixture, so that is how I ate it. I ALWAYS loved breakfast.
Funny story about mixing the jelly and butter. When we moved into our own little love nest, renting a 8x26’ trailer, the first morning she fixed a good breakfast. By then folks were using that new ‘innovation,’ canned biscuits. Where you hit them on the edge of the counter top and they ‘POPPED’ open. The breakfast was super, the lady across the little table beautiful and beaming. Suddenly at the end, I heard, “What are you doing?”
I was doing what I always do, mixing my butter and jelly. She had never seen that, they had always buttered the biscuit and ate the biscuit and jelly at different bites or put jelly on or in the biscuit.
She soon saw the beauty and taste of doing it my way. Now she does it.
PS: I went thru a spell of skipping breakfast, then a spell of oatmeal, Now we split the chore. Sherry one day me the next. She does eggs or oatmeal I do the fruit smoothies with a little oatmeal.
(It still isn’t as good as the ham, eggs and grits Breakfast!)
The best breakfast we had while hiking the AT. This was in a hardware store in Monson, Maine. Homefries, eggs and a plate of country ham for $5 total including good coffee.(That was ho-made jelly above my coffee cup)
I saw one of these this morning, heading or a cruise in no doubt.