Photo provided by Tess Kincaid
Years and years ago- back in the early 1970's- my former husband and I
decided we would rent our little house in Portland, Oregon and go
live in Spain for a year. So we saved our money, rented out the house and
with my two young sons Phillip and Paul, we embarked on this adventure.
We arrived very late in the night as our flight had been delayed for 7 hours.
Jet lagged and cranky we stayed the first night in what was not a very nice place.
We really felt quite disoriented and discombobulated.
The next morning we found an apartment to rent and settled in
by going shopping for groceries and cooking up a huge evening meal.
Our favorite family meal has always been breakfast, so I made bacon,
hash brown potatoes and lots of fried eggs and toast.
After devouring our tasty and familiar meal-
we knew all was well and settled in for our year long adventure.
What a cool thing to do, and breakfast is my favorite meal any time of day.ReplyDelete
Breakfast all day long..that's for me..this was yummy!ReplyDelete
How exciting! And, yes, breakfast is good at any hour... :)ReplyDelete
I really hope your year's adventure worked out!ReplyDelete
VERY EXCITING adventure...I agree with Celia. I love breakfast too.ReplyDelete
The great comfort food - no matter where you are good eggs, bacon and hash browns are more than satisfying.ReplyDelete
Hope you loved Spain.
what a wonderful adventure - and oh the truth about comfort foodReplyDelete
Very comforting. Also, I really like how the structure physically affected the poem on the page-eh... screen.ReplyDelete
Once in while my mother wouldReplyDelete
make breakfast for dinner.
It is fun to topsy-turvey
convention and bring on
the bacon. While my three
daughters were still at home,
we, too, would have breakfast
for dinner, and they loved it.
A lovely tale and
a terrific take on the prompt.
What a fabulous adventure... what a great welcome home.ReplyDelete
I love this kind of breakfast mid-day and love your story too!ReplyDelete
Something about a well-cooked breakfast, with good company screams 'home' (for now, or for however long), doesn't it?ReplyDelete
I join others with in hoping your adventure turned out well.ReplyDelete
Wow! What an adventure.ReplyDelete