“Wake up early; it is great to live the mornings.”
This morning the house was colder than outside. I zapped on the heat for a while so now the house feels warm and cozy. I’m my cooler weather garb, a sweatshirt and my laze around the house light flannel pants in pink with penguins wearing winter knit hats, each with a red pompom.
I changed the dressing on my finger. I took off the makeshift bandage for the one from the doctor. My finger is ugly and still swollen mostly around the knuckle where it was fractured. The stitches wrap around from the bottom of the finger to just above the knuckle. They will make for an interesting scar. The pins are at the bottom of the finger. They are a pretty yellow.
The dogs are out. Nala finds the sun and lies down in the grass. Henry checks the yard, does his business and then comes inside for his bit of morning coffee. To complete their breakfasts this morning, each got a bite of English muffin and a small piece of banana.
On school mornings when I was a kid, breakfast was a hearty meal meant to fortify us for the walk to school and the wait until lunch. My mother made a hot breakfast for us. On the table was always a teapot with the strings of teabags hanging from under the lid. On the stove the water boiled for the cocoa. My brother was tea. I was cocoa. Sometimes we had oatmeal while other mornings we had eggs, always soft-boiled eggs with toast cut for dipping beside the egg cups and around the plates.
When I was working, I mostly just had coffee for breakfast though once in a while I’d stop for a sausage and egg sandwich. I drank coffee all morning.
In Ghana, I always had coffee, eggs fried in groundnut (peanut) oil and toast. All of it was cooked on a small, round charcoal burner. The smell of the burning wood filled the air with a sweetness. It wafted from my backyard and every house on school grounds and every compound outside the fence. That aroma is one of my favorite memories of Ghana.
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October 11, 2022 at 9:28 pm
Hi Kat,
Today was cloudy with a high temperature of 82°. No rain yet.
When I was a kid my mother made breakfast for us which always contained frozen orange juice. Usually, my mother gave us cold cereal except on cold mornings when she gave us hot cereal. I tried to get the oatmeal down by smothering it in milk and honey or sugar. Sometimes she made Cream of Wheat. 😦
Every day I have a cup of Black coffee before I leave for work while I check my email and read the news. When I get to work I eat my Ritz Crackers with peanut butter that I bring from home and drink another cup of black coffee. My company began supplying both the employees and the clients with fruit. I have a banana after eating the crackers. Then I drink another cup of black coffee and then switch to water for the rest of the day.
October 11, 2022 at 9:57 pm
Hi Bob,
Today stayed pleasant and in the 60’s. That is the usual for this time of year here. Tomorrow, though, is supposed to be warmer.
My mother also always bought frozen orange juice. I remember the canned shape of the juice melting in the pitcher. I remember eating cold cereal on Saturdays but not so much during the week. We never had Cream of Wheat. I have no idea why. Like you, I had to add milk and lost of sugar to my oatmeal. I don’t ever remember my mother buying honey.
I never have black coffee but rather coffee with cream. I do enjoy a banana most mornings. I buy those small variety boxes of cereal but eat them as a snack, not for breakfast. I usually have two cups of coffee each morning.
October 11, 2022 at 11:15 pm
The bananas is a result of leg cramps at night. My wife suggested I take potassium pills. Although I didn’t like bananas, I started eating them at least three or four times a week. The leg cramps have disappeared. Sometimes, my wife is correct. 🙂