I love breakfast food any time of the day, and I’m not the only one.
On Sunday, Hao and I went to the local sandwicheria Pom-Pom’s for, well, sandwiches. But instead of the planned Danny G, I wound up getting a Za Madame crepe from their breakfast menu. Now, I had heard the place served up breakfast on weekends, but I had never actually been around to experience it, and after my sweet banana, chocolate and peanut butter crepe, I would like to experience it again. I liked my crepe, although the peanut butter was actually a bit much for me (I’m not one of those jar-eaters), so I could have used more chocolate syrup to balance it out. However, it was still tasty, and the offerings of their little breakfast menu sounded so tasty, I really want to go back and try another crepe–a savoury one, this time–and maybe some grits, too.
The crepe was my breakfast/lunch, as it was around twelve when we swung by. Later on, I went to my parents’ place in Oviedo, and as I was driving back on University Boulevard, there was a glow–a marvelous glow–shining brightly and boldly in the inky surroundings of the mid-evening.
That glow was the Krispy Kreme Hot Light.
Yes, the fabled Hot Light. Sure, you can pass it up, but if I’m in the car and driving either to my parents’ place or to my boyfriend’s apartment, you can bet I’m pulling over. When I lived in Thailand, the humble Krispy Kreme doughnut was at the top of my list of things I missed about the USA. This fried Southern-born treat has become a phenomenon, and with good reason: Krispy Kreme doughnuts are the best mass-produced doughnuts ever. My friend Debbie and I have elevated the doughnut to a bonding experience; she and I were in a Krispy Kreme the night before I left for Thailand, and when she comes to visit her family in Orlando, we would often go for a Krispy Kreme run. I even have a picture or two from one such outing.
Back to Sunday night, I brought home a dozen hot and fresh Krispy Kreme doughnuts, and had two for dinner that Sunday night. Hao had a few, too, as did our friends Marie and Mike, who were over, because sharing Krispy Kreme doughnuts is a good thing to do. Somehow my tale of my Krispy Kreme dinner inspired one of my coworkers to bring doughnuts from Krispy Kreme in this morning, which was magnificent, and she was thanked emphatically.
Sometimes, one of my favourite snacks or light meals in the evening is a bowl of cereal or dry muesli with milk. IKEA stocks up the muesli I like that has bananas, oranges and raisins, which is great with the vanilla almond milk I use, since I’m lactose-intolerant.
Last night, I called up Marie to see if Mike had spilt any more of that honey I had given them (he had an accident while over at Hao’s with the honey jar–very messy), and, to solidify the title of this entry, the two of them were making chocolate chip pancakes at around 9 o’clock at night. How awesome is that?