French toast in perspective

I'm pretty sure we all have that one meal each day that kinda just puts everything into perspective, I most definately do, especially if that meal happens to come at a point in the day when im at my most ravenous.

I have a friend who's favourite meal of the day is breakfast. No matter the time of day... we could all be indulging in juicy medium rare steaks for dinner at 8pm and his meal of choice will be an omelette, this is his happy meal.

Well last nights dinner... french toast and chicken.

I had no idea what to cook and in my starving state I wanted to cook everything in the fridge and order everything on the Mr delivery menu. In hindsight I could think of a couple of really good meals that I could have made last night, that would have had me salivating at just the thought of it (infact i can already smell the peri peri on the prawns)but this is the meal I settled on, one of the oddest dinners ive made in long time and yet also one of the most enjoyable.

Its strange how food makes me happy, this is one of the scariest thoughts for me because I could generally always eat, never really need to say no to good food especially if it comes with good company but my body just refuses to agree with me on this one. we are always in conflict the two of us, about what I should actually be eating and when... so I try to make things right by using the gym as a sort of home base... still... body doesnt always listen. None the less food good food is something that aligns thoughts, triggers conversation (or blogging) and can have people talking about an eating experience for years, its often difficult to distinguish whether the company or the food was better. Somehow food can bring people together or just have you relishing your aloneness, solitude, oneness.

So this really simple, quite uninteresting meal, french toast and chicken got me thinking... the simplicity of breakfast at night is the meal that put my day into perspective my day. Wonder if ill have a happy meal today...