I don’t know about you, but I need a little break from quinoa these days. It was love and first taste, but my feelings are fizzling at the moment. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not done with it completely, but it’s felt a bit clingy, showing up wherever I go, and I just need some space.
I read an article in one of my magazines the other day about ideas for AM meals. One of them listed ‘breakfast pizza’ which consisted of an English muffin with tomato sauce and shredded mozzarella cheese. I thought to myself, that’s not breakfast pizza, that’s just pizza you eat in the morning! (Okay, fine, I said it out loud because I felt so strongly about the controversy.) I mean, on that note I may as well serve myself a big bowl of penne ala vodka at 6am and call it breakfast pasta!