M-O-R-N-I-N-G

G-O-O-D M-O-R-N-I-N-G good morning, what what, good morning! We used to sing this good morning song all the time at summer camp growing up. I still sing it. I love the morning. I've gushed about my love for this time of day before. Monday was a good morning. With no work for sis and I, we decided a breakfast date was in order. We opted to not go out, but instead stay in and watch Hoda and Kathy Lee on the couch. Something that never happens now that work is a thing. 

Here's a glimpse at my breakfast inspiration. I wanted to bake something fancy to kick off Kat's birthday week, but my girl Ina always says, if you slave all day in the kitchen no one will enjoy it, especially you. When having guests over she always cooks a few things and buys a few things. Homemade almond butter and avocado to top our toast, with fresh figs and pears to snack on between bites!

Here's a "toast" to the morning, cheers! I love you a.m.

Annie