April 19,2011
Last night we served our family an impromptu breakfast to practice for our bed & breakfast guests. There were belgium waffles made with oats and fresh eggs, some made with buttermilk, apple and cinnamon. Toppings included peach compote from those peaches we froze last June or real maple syrup made locally. The lean, crisp bacon from the pork we raised was quickly consumed. Our grandsons particularly liked it. Of course I had to include a vegetable so a side of fresh carrots simmered in a bit of maple syrup was perfect.
There was another reason for this meal of “comfort food.” Earlier in the day our two-month-old granddaughter, Ellie, and her parents traveled out-of-town to see a specialist. There were concerns related to her tiny size as a result of coming into this world a month early. By the end of the day there was good news from the doctor. To me, “comfort food” fit the bill.
My daughter stated, “Mom you couldn’t have just made waffles, it had to be more!” Why not, life should be a celebration every day!