pain perdu

french toast, bacon, and cabbage...
a rather international breakfast

I'm writing this about a week later than intended thanks to a complete failure of internet at the new apartment. Ah, well... several hours spent on the phone with the internet people and one new modem later, we're back in business! 

Last Monday, after a long weekend of moving and unpacking, breakfast for dinner was in order. Because let's be honest - breakfast, in the proper sense of the word (i.e. bacon must be included) doesn't happen all that often during, well, breakfast hours. But who doesn't love bacon and french toast? 

Funny story about this dinner, too...

vacation/novation

Bienvenue en Louisiane!


Has it really been over a week since my last post?! I swear vacation is a time warp. Between the most epic New Years Eve ever and a 17-hour road trip to Louisiana, life has gone by much too quickly. Of course, there's been a plethora of food experiences along the way... here are a few.

when in ireland - part one

Tea should be taken in solitude.  ~C.S. Lewis


*Resisting the urge to digress about C.S. Lewis...*
The subject at hand: tea and toast.

When travelling, the things I'm the most excited about are almost always food-related. I love checking out local food. There's a lot to be learned from a culture's culinary traits, and I find it incredibly interesting to experience this stuff... not to mention incredibly delicious at times!

brekkie

Never work before breakfast; if you have to work before breakfast, eat your breakfast first.  ~Josh Billings

There's only one obvious solution to having an hour of free time between work and classes: breakfast. And I definitely don't mean a bowl of cereal. Cereal is more usually for dinner... but that's a different story. I'm talking about a thick slice of bacon fried and married with an egg, cosied up together under a blanket of provolone between two halves of a quarter loaf of asiago focaccia liberally spread with mayo on one side and half an avocado on the other, the whole assemblage grilled in a bit of (okay, maybe quite a bit of) bacon grease.

Heck yes.

This baby was so delicious I didn't even take a picture before going to town on it. In my defence, I did have to get to class.

What I do have a picture of is the iced coffee I drank on my walk to campus - the most epic, Japanese canned coffee:

BLACK BOSS.

It is black. And it is boss. What more is there to say? I bought out the last of this stuff from one of my favourite Asian grocers in Iowa City, and my back-up plan in case they don't carry it any longer is buying it online at $2.50/can and flat rate shipping of $6.95 for orders under $99... not a terrible price. 

Then again, I'm only a little dedicated to these things.