A-CLASS Saturday Breakfast Original Recipe and Photos

Good Morning, sunshine!
Today I woke up and realized that the electricity was shut down. It was the longest 5 hours of my life, and yes, the only thing I was thinking was- what I will eat for breakfast. I must admit, never have I had such a great breakfast- not sure if because of the love that was put into the food that I have made, or that I was hungry as a lion. Or as a bear. Or any wild animal. Rawr!

I could not wait to share this recipe and photos with You all and hopefully, You will have just as amazing breakfast that I had!

So I have taken around half of a chicken breast, an egg, spicy (or hot- You name it) pepper, loads of spicies, wheat semolina bread, oh, and of course. L.O.V.E- loads of it and a pinch of salt.

First of all, I have cut into slices chicken boobs… sorry, breast and fried it with a sliced cute pepper, pinch of salt and spicies on top. Oh and love. Do not You dare to forget the LOVE!

Then I have taken that lovely egg, little unborn and not-yet-started-to-develop-itself chicken, and fried it in a pan, with a pinch of salt also, and basil, and love, just a pinch of it, do not overdo it, okay?

Later on, I have sliced one toe-ma-toe and cheese, (yes, I know, I have not mentioned that earlier, but, well, I guess… I just love to live dangerously.)…

‘Sweet dreams are made of cheese, who am I to throw a brie, I cheddar the world till the feta cheese, everybody’s looking for something.’

I have put everything on this beautiful wooden thing, so that You could see it.

And then just started making this huge pile of love. Step by step. TILL I HAVE REACHED PERFECTION. GREATER THAN ANY HIGH BUILDING.

‘You are my H.O.LY, H.O.L.Y, H.O.L.Y-I am high on eating You! High on eating You!’

Here You go!

But wait! You might ask me, oh, Ginta, Ginta, where is the sauce? Well, guess what, soon Steem'er @caminito will upload hers recipe and You will get to the heaven. In a minute. Or maybe one and a half.

Have just a great, lovely, georgeous day, okay?

And DO NOT YOU DARE TO FORGET THE LOVE!

Gintarė

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