Breakfast, served. It's National Blueberry Pancake Day! OK, I'm not American, but I can still enjoy my Mini Blueberry Buttermilk Oat Pancakes and Cheesy Salsa Scrambled Eggs. Yum.
Breakfast, served. French toast or in French, "pain perdu" which literally means "lost bread" since it's better made with day-old stale bread than fresh. And a side of... unrelenting farce.
I was walking along Queen Street West in T.O. when I spotted the world's BEST pound for pound fighter inside a shop window. Manny Pacquiao, looking as pretty ugly as ever, clad in a red hoodie underneath his $100 Nike Sportswear N98 Track Jacket. The fact that I was wearing my fave old worn-out Gap red hoodie, looking as ugly poor as ever, at the time was purely coincidental. LOL. (Quickie post shorter than "King Rides By" song by Cat Power.)
cömments | chitter-chatter
Hey, that's a revelation. I had no idea that French toast tastes… — Grace (www.causticthoughts.com)
I will taste sweet French toast someday. ^_^ — Henry
Those look flippin' delish! And I'm not even a huge breakfast fan… — Krissy
Yum, those mini pancakes are cute and yummy looking! — Julie (velvet-rose.net)
Never heard of her before but the song is kind of nice.… — Angelica