Pizza for breakfast
When Saturday begins the springtime break,
And teens migrate to beaches for fun fare,
Parents worry that the kids will flake;
Still, possessing solo time is rare.
Mornings, there is little chance to think,
(True, for me, this long and blurry week),
Empty fridge and dishes in the sink –
Ah, leftovers now perhaps to tweak?
If possibly some Pillsbury to bake
Is hiding near the quarts of low-fat milk,
Since only minutes crescent rolls would take,
Why am I up for foods of other ilk?
Cold pizza sounds like just the very thing.
It will make my morning coffee sing.
. . .
Café au Lait
Yes, coffee is my morning drink of choice,
This you know already (I’ve explained).
Just add hot milk and then it’s the Rolls Royce,
Café au lait, that touch of France, retained.
You may think it’s gross with pizza pie
Or many of the foods I munch in morn –
Love espresso dark and strong and sly,
Even sipped with 9 a.m. popcorn.
And I know coffee yogurt is good stuff –
So cool, nutritious, yummy and delish,
The palate will not find it very rough,
Caffeine and words to fill my morning dish…
So what is waking’s finest first caress?
Mmmm, the very expert in… French press.
. . .
Pain au chocolat
Pain au chocolat is délicieux,
This pastry full of butter and so light
With daring dash of chocolate in its creux*
It’s sure to fill one’s cravings with delight.
Mmm oui, in fact this start will make me purr,
Is there a woman not bewitched by sweets?
Chocolate heats the heart and makes it stir,
Sparking morning’s rousing trail of treats.
Croissants remain a fave for breakfast, too,
Both plain or almond ease our dulcet tones
While opening eyes to loved ones, pups, or views
And dreaming fresh baked maple sugar scones.
Weekend gourmandises are grand when flavored.
Calories consumed are to be savored.
. . .
My hunger swirls more strongly ’round this house
With kids away – and it has been some time.
A man, to deal with more than a wee mouse?
(I do not want a lunch meat with my rhyme.)
Yes, rolls are very much now on my mind
The kneaded dough and seasoning just right,
Delectable comestibles designed
For special nibbling after a long night.
It’s breakfast that’s so tastily enjoyed,
Cinnamon and spices can be fun.
Shake and drizzle – lusciously employed,
Making for a hot and tasty bun.
Sticky sweet, you say, in early hours?
Start your day with energetic… powers.
. . .
Shakespeare’s (breakfast) form
No toasters, microwaves or other help
Available for quickly prepared grains
No powdered donuts swallowed with a yelp!
No wonder Will was left to outing stains…
Yet I believe his breakfast was a must,
Perhaps a crusty loaf in open air,
To fuel his poems and plays of war and lust –
What else, to master 14 lines with care?
Some coffee loving helps to break your bread;
Brave Shakespeare dipped his quill, then sipped in bed.
*creux = empty space, hollow