In an effort for Breakfast.

I've been trying to eat breakfast on a daily basis. The last time I can recall mastering such a feat, my mom and dad were still leery of me pouring milk into my bowl of frosted flakes without guidance. And at that time, the same worrisome parents were preparing, serving, and feeding me breakfast.

Being grown up is hard.

An example of my typical weekday breakfasts:

And here's what I might eat on the weekends, when the lure of a sausage, egg, and cheese on an everything bagel from La Bagel Delight doesn't consume my every waking thought.

Part of my motivation to make breakfast a regular part of my day? This beautiful blog.