breakfast blogger

Oh my.. this was such a treat. Here’s a cozy little basement pub with a kick-ass breakfast fit for royalty.

I had the Soho: 2 eggs with toast, mushrooms, sausage, cowboy beans and bacon with some damn good mashed potatoes. Yummy.

Gen had the eggs benedict:

I’m going to definatly have to go back there to try out the rest of their Sunday brunch menu..

I am a rebel.
Last night I crashed a 6-year old’s birthday party.

My friend and neighbour Trixie, who sadly did not invite me to her son Auggie’s party, was on her balcony with some friends as I strolled by on my way to another friend’s birthday party (that would be Findlay - Peabody should call or email him). I was the King of Kensington.

They invited me in and Auggie, who was bouncing off the walls wired on partial sugar-shock and over-tiredness, offered me a piece of cake.
I responsibly decided that it was past 11pm and far too late for me to be eating cake, chocolate cake at that.
I suggested that they save me some and I would return for my piece of cake the next day.
We improved on the notion and possibly invented a new breakfast.

So, this morning, I again strolled over to Trixie’s and we got out the leftover cake.

We cut it up into pieces and put it in a bowl.

. . . added banana slices and poured on the milk- 3.25% milkfat.

Here is Auggie and his sister Tellullah playing video games whilst I eat my cake cereal.

and of course, the money shot.

Tomorrow I will hopefully make up for this by starting my day with cottage cheese.

Im having a rough morning this morning.

Snack cake and the first of many Best Western travel mugs worth of coffee.

Why can’t coffee come in I.V. drip form? That would be so much more convenient for mornings like this.

..now where did I put that bag of chips….

I consider “breakfast” to be a habit.

The mid-day meal and evening meal, commonly known as Lunch and Supper, are almost always eaten; if you don’t eat - you die.

I go through different phases of eating breakfast, which include long periods where I skip breakfast altogether, until I get into the habit of fitting it into my day. Then of course there are those long, leisurely brunches that seep well into the afternoon.
Sometimes I’ll buy a large container of organic yogurt and Harvest Crunch cereal and eat it every day until it runs out - sometimes garnishing with fresh blackberries.

Today all I had was a banana.
It’s not much, but it’s something.

I plan to post here everyday, and I challenge my cross-Canada breakfast partners Peabody and Az to do the same.
If I happen to miss or skip breakfast, you will know about it.
I bet it’ll get me eating breakfast more often…

…and who knows, maybe one day I’ll get to have breakfast with Joey from Degrassi.

Simple yet effective.

On the menu this morning:

-Whole wheat bread toasted to perfection and lightly lubed with some becel margarine.

-A quarter of cantalope, soft, juicy and bursting with fresh summer taste.

-A half cup of creamy strawberry yogurt generously sprinkled with honey almond granola.

-3 grade A, large, Omega 3 eggs, boiled for 10 min. The perfect hard boiled egg.

Much yumminess was had.

Breakfast isn’t always Eggs Benedict, but I’m sure I will have one of those soon enough.

Today was a simple breakfast of 2 mandarin oranges from China, with some fresh mint leaves cut from my balcony.

Now I can finish my very busy day, which includes preparing for my trip to Amsterdam, London, and Turkey.
I’ll have some pretty interesting breakfasts out there!

My girlfriend and I dragged our sleepy butts out to Pacini last Saturday. I love the self-serve toast grill at this place and the fact they give you a caraf of coffee on your table.. it’s a nice treat. Ya gotta watch out and not fill yourself up before the meal comes though. I had the Bagelissimo: Sausage, peppers and shallot omelette, au gratin, served in a toasted bagel with taters. Super yummy.

Gen had a frittata with smoked salmon, shrimp, mozzarella, creamy cheese sauce and shallots. Yum.

I would be lying to myself if I neglected to make my first entry for “Montreal restaurants” the Nouveau Palais. It’s a question of what is close to my home, and I live a 120-second walk from the Palais. I have lived that close to it for over ten years, so when I feel like “2 over-easy with bacon and Greek potatoes with brown toast”, I go to the Palais.

Peabody, please tell these fine people that you too have eaten many, many times at the Palais. Even Peter X’s mom eats at the Palais.

So, for posterity, here is:

“2 over-easy with bacon, home fries and brown toast at the Nouveau Palais.”

and of course the money shot:

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In the possibility that the Schug has peaked your interest, here is a pic of some of it on bread:

and a sandwich made from Schug, romaine lettuce, roma tomato slices, and shaved Parmigiano Reggiano:

and I’ll admit that I did not have an eclair from Cheskie’s for breakfast this morning, but I have many times had as my first meal of the day this same delicious item.

Welcome to BreakfastBlogger.com!

I’m Peabody, curator of this site.. and I’m passionate about breakfast.

Along with Spanky and Azureus, I will be bringing everything and anything about breakfast. Afterall, it is the best meal of the day.

A huge thank-you to Brain Sterling and Steven Rokeby for helping me get this off the ground.

I.. am Az
I like to cook breakfast.

I enjoy eating out *snicker*, but really like showing off at home. Crepes are my personal specialty. Been making them since I was old enough to pull up a chair next to my father while he made then.

Incidently, he enjoyed breakfast as well.

Its nothing fancy… just crepes with an orange strawberry sauce and freshy whipped cream (none of that “whip cream” in a can garbage!) The flowers and whatnot are just to impress you. It’s working isn’t it? Yeah.. I know it is.. you don’t have to tell me.