I woke up Sunday morning thinking about that since we had gone to church the night before. I wondered why I never made big breakfasts for my family. Then I realized it's because I'm tired in the morning. I just want a cup of coffee. I felt bad.
Everyone deserves a big breakfast every once in awhile. But it doesn't have to be in the morning.
So later we we went to the store and got sausage and biscuits. I made milk and sausage gravy from scratch just like my moms. I thought it was delicious, if I do say so myself. Luke and Willow also loved it. Abby and Jason, not so much. I also made sausage patties and links and fried eggs. It was very filling and worth it for the memories. I doubt it meant anything to the others, but it was special for me.
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Breakfast dinner rocks. I don't usually eat until I've been up for about 5 hours (it's my diet plan), but that may be because I usually eat something from 10:00 - midnight. =o)
The breakfast looks delish!
The breakfast was good. I'm just not a gravy guy. I felt like the proverbial "wounded grizzly bear" afterward. I think I could feel the gravy running thru my veins. Good for the heart...
That is so cool!
I LOVE breakfast food!
I'll eat your gravey!
ok, that probably didn't sound good. What I meant to say is the next time you want to make gravey and Jason doesn't want to eat any, I help you get rid of it.
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