Eden Hertzog is pregnant…and hungry
I simply do not understand people who don’t eat breakfast. How do they function? Survive? Feel normal? For the most part, I eat the same thing every morning: granola with berries and almond milk, or oatmeal with berries and almond milk. Then I go around the corner for a cappuccino. And ahhh, the day can begin. It sounds completely boring, doesn’t it? Maybe it is, or maybe it’s this one thing I can count on to be the same.
But then, every once in a while, usually on a weekend, I wake up (maybe a little later than normal) and the husband is fast asleep next to me, and we have nowhere to run off to. I say to him, “Do you feel like pancakes today?” He, of course, says yes, and away I go down the stairs in my pyjamas. I pull out my Joy of Cooking and open it up to the page where the lovely little red ribbon sits: Griddlecakes.
