Good morning, Phoenix!

Breakfast has always been THE meal, as far as I'm concerned, which is what makes it so tragic I never get to eat it. During college I was always sleeping until the last second and then making the mad pell-mell dash to class, except for that one semester when Grace would knock at my door until I'd get up to go to Cafe Mac with her before 8:30 Spanish lab. That's love, Grace. Now that I teach, I'm always up way too late fine tuning my plans for the next day and then run around like a crazy person in the morning trying to print out worksheets and get my objectives posted for the day. That means that unless there is something particularly appetizing as part of the breakfast in the classroom program (Smuckers blueberry waffles, I'm looking at you! Even my kids knew to leave at least one for me, which is serious.) it goes by the wayside. During the summer, I've been spending pretty much every night on my friends Jill and Meredith's couch since they are so close to downtown, and then just skip breakfast in favor of running to the pool. Not today, though. I'm bringing breakfast back!

We've spent the last week or so moving. I may have made my life harder than I had to - a recurring theme - by deciding to go to Vegas with my friend Peter for 18 hours to visit another friend who had a paid room for a conference the night before the movers came (That's a story for another time, though. The moving hangover was well worth it!). I'm not going to say this was the smoothest moving process anyone has ever had, but Katie and I got through it! We've been setting up social occasions for ourselves as motivation to unpack, since otherwise it's not going to happen until our other roommate, Alicia (much more capable and responsible than we are!), comes home. For example, having Meredith and Peter over for dinner made us unpack the kitchen. A housewarming party sometime next week might just get us to get our act together for the rest of the house, who knows!

Anyways, dinner was nothing fancy, but that was actually pretty perfect. We started to polish off the thousands of boxes of pasta I had squirreled away over the year (I also have a magazine hoarding problem... This is a whole big thing.) I love Giada's Creamy Tomato Sauce - I know, I know, I will eventually make my own, but for now this does the job quite nicely. We also threw together a spinach and mushroom salad, and the combination of good food, good people, a bottle of wine, and a balmy 90-something degree night on the patio by the pool (Yes, we have a pool at the house! Love zona.) was a pretty great one! And the leftover spinach and mushrooms were perfect for the greatest of all breakfast options, the scramble! Postino's, you've got nothin' on me.

I'm a real sucker for a scramble. Postino's version has sliced potatoes, onions, herbs, egg, and gruyere and white cheddar. Everytime I drag myself to Matt's for a hangover breakfast, I'm completely incapable of ordering anything other than the scramble special they've concocted that day, usually involving jalapeños and cheddar and other delicious things. I just can't say no. But the time has come to take things into my own hands. Mostly because my car is still jammed full of stuff from moving and I refuse to go anywhere. Whatever does the trick.

Amy's I Don't Care It's 1:30 PM And I'm Just Getting Home, I Refuse To Order Thai Rama And I'm Making Breakfast Scramble


2 Eggs
Bacon
A handful of spinach, chopped
2 slices of bacon, chopped
A handful of sliced mushrooms
A handful of some sort of cheese - I'm a big fan of 3 cheese Italian blend, especially since it's all I've got!

Throw the bacon in a pan and let it start to fry. Toss in the mushrooms and let them start to get golden. Then add in the chopped spinach. After a minute, pour in the beaten eggs and let set. If you're more talented than I am, you'd make an omelet, but since I always mess them up, I just lie and say that I meant to make a scramble since that's what happens anyways. Throw some cheese on once the egg is cooked, and you've got yourself a pretty tasty breakfast, whatever time of the day! I tried to make some toast, but we can't find the toaster (#whitegirlproblems) so I held some bread over the burner and not only didn't burn the house down, but got some ok toast out of is. Super jank? Yes. Super delish? Yes.

Happy Tuesday, everyone! Thankfully, Trendy Tuesday is immune from austerity measures, so it looks like tonight's agenda is TMI and a second game in a row watching Los Dbacks beat the Brewers (SOMOS LOS MEJORES!), not too shabby! Hope everyone's having a good Tuesday, may the haboob be with you.

Besos, Amy