I imagine it hasn't always been like this, though. I would think 50 years ago when the dutiful wife stayed home to raise the kids and take care of the breadwinning husband, part of her job was to make a really great breakfast. So I can picture her waking up every morning, going downstairs, getting that coffee pot going and then making eggs, bacon, and toast to serve to her husband once he's got his suit on and ready to go to work. In that context, why would you ever want to have breakfast for dinner? You have breakfast for breakfast every day and having eggs a second time in one day would just get boring.
Today, it's rare for me to make a really nice breakfast. Typical these days for me is to have some sort of oatmeal. And although I do sometimes go a little crazy and get non-instant oatmeal so it actually takes me a few minutes to make, this is about as wild as I get and certainly taking the time for eggs, bacon, or anything else is out of the question.
Which is why I, too, get excited when it's time to have breakfast for dinner. One of my favorite breakfast items is the waffle. There's something great about waffles and they can be made in so many different ways. Last night, I created my own concoction from a few things I had on hand. The base of the batter was a simple mix from Stonewall Kitchen (I could write a number of posts just on different recipes and mixes), their pumpkin variety. I've found the pumpkin variety to be a bit too pumpkin-y for my taste, so what I did was combine their mix with an equal portion of Bisquick. I also added some vanilla and eggs. That gave me the batter:
For those observant folks, yes, I am again drinking wine from a juice glass. Tonight's selection is actually a port. More on why I had the port out tomorrow.
Once the batter was made, it was time to put it in the waffle iron, wait a few minutes, and bam, a beautiful waffle:
As a side, I poached an egg just because one waffle doesn't typically fill me up. But there you have it, breakfast for dinner.
Now, I don't typically mention dessert, but I will today just because I was using one of my new toys. From Grandma Marty, I got a milkshake maker. Now, this isn't some sort of Williams Sonoma $250 milkshake maker made to look like a vintage one. This is the real deal and it makes some great shakes. Last night was pretty simple: strawberry ice cream, milk, and a little Hershey's syrup. Very good. The great thing is that it makes the shakes the perfect, thick consistency.
Until tomorrow, happy eating!
