breakfast, you are MINE.

breakfast is my foe, but i wouldn't call it an arch-nemesis. it is my foe in the way that mr. mxyzptlk [1] annoys superman, but means him no real harm.

but this week, i've made my peace with breakfast .. if only in the sense that i have strategised to overcome it and make it do my bidding. oh, let me count the ways [2], oh yes ..

1. i have 1/3 of a round of italian paesano bread left, safely in the fridge so it may not rot. its fate is toast, but not french toast: not spongy enough and too many holes.
   
   then again, holes in french toast mean more crevices for honey and syrup, but no matter: it's still not spongy enough. ):
   
   
2. i am prepared for an approximation to muesli. you see, i have gone to trader joe's today, and now i have:
   
   dried orange(?) cranberries,
   old-fashioned oats,
   lowfat yogurt,
   dry-roasted peanuts,
   
   and a leftover peach from last week's sojourn to the produce station.
   

then there are enough coffee grounds to last me into august, even if i do go on a bender.

it's a plan, at any rate. maybe it will even work.


[1] speaking of which, i love google search sometimes. i didn't even have to know how to spell "mxyzptlk" and instead, started with an approximation. you see,

[2] admittedly, i was torn between choosing an ordered list <ol> and an unordered list <ul>, but then that cliche came to mind and i was sold.