When I was living in Grand Rapids, there was a restaurant known for its breakfasts. One of my coworkers discovered that if you went on a weekday, before 7am, you could get a huge breakfast plate for $1.99.
For the last few weeks before my husband and I moved to Atlanta, we would meet at Wolfgang's at 6:30am with a couple of my co-workers for a hot meal and some good, outside-of-work conversations.
Even though it meant losing an extra hour of sleep, my husband and I really enjoyed our once-a-week tradition of a big breakfast, complete with pancakes, bacon, eggs and toast. So my husband decided we should continue this tradition at our new home.
So it began that every Friday is celebrated with a table-full of breakfast goodies.
My husband is usually the one who does the breakfast preparations, including whisking the pancake batter and forming them into perfect circles.
It's a nice--and anticipated--change to our usual tablescape of us, a cup of coffee and a couple boxes of cereal. And, it's great to have "a tradition" of our own that we can look forward to, little memories that we can look back on and, well, savor.
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What a good idea. I love a big breakfast. My hubby and I have talked about trying to have breakfast together at least one day during the work week (he has to leave so early!) Maybe we'll give it a try soon.
ReplyDeleteAh, fun! If you can make it happen, even occasionally, I think you'd enjoy it. Fortunately, we don't have to wake up early now to do it, but even when we did I thought it was still really enjoyable. Kind of like the idea of being out on a school night, but in reverse.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by! :)