A wide red brim of a plate elevates the bright yellow polenta. Dick Tracy would have been proud of this bold statement. Left-over Ratatouille adorns the crown. A most comical hat has been created for breakfast.
Despite the comedy, the flavours play in joy and not as jesters. Polenta butters the Ratatouille, and the Ratatouille brings stability to the polenta. The bright yellow begins to diminish, the plate dominates with its bright red.
The yellow crown of the hat vanishes in large wedges. Now the hat is no more. Only a red plate speckled with grainy yellow and one, lonely piece of zucchini sits on the table. My breakfast comedy has turned tragic. Everything died and is gone. But the tragedy is not real. It is only an illusion. A temporary set-back for the plate and there is still Ratatouille in the fridge. The tragedy is really a comedy pulling a sad face. Breakfast wouldn't be complete without some sense of this comedy.
Raspberry Fool: yogurt and cooked raspberries swirled together in love, topped with toasted almonds.
Thumbprint Cookies: These turned into fingerprint cookies because my thumb was to big for the cookie. I never took a photo of them dressed with chocolate because we ate them too fast. But here they are, naked as the day they came out of the oven.
Berries and Biscuits: This is one of the simplest and tastiest desserts. Buttermilk biscuits and fresh market blueberries, rich whipped cream--oh the joy!
