These are a few of my favorite things.

 What is your favorite food? I have been asking this question of myself and of friends and family. The truth is, most people have to stop and consider the question. I love so many things myself. It was cereal once upon a time. But I actually stopped eating cereal because I simply could not control myself. I would get out my big Jethro bowl and eat the whole box. I am not exaggerating. Then I tried to do the measuring cup thing. Portion control. And I simply was not satisfied. But if asked at that time what my favorite cereal was, it was Cookie Crisp. So much goodness in one box. And fat and calories and all that badness too. It would tear up the roof of my mouth and I didn't care. I just kept shoveling it in. But now I just don't eat cereal at all. And I miss it. Sigh..

 So what makes us have a favorite food? Something we can't get enough of and will eat past our limit. It could be the flavor or the texture. It could be something that reminds us of our childhood. Or just makes us happy in general. Take me to my happy place, cereal. It did do that. Until I was too full to move. Then, not so happy.

 Is eating our favorite foods just a way to get to our happy place? I guess it's possible. I kind of know why I eat too much. But I've never really asked this of others. So I ask, What is your favorite food?    Do you limit it, do you over do it?  I will explore this question more deeply and see if I can come up with any new revelations.

 But for now and for today I have decided it's time to go outside my comfort zone again and try another new dish.
  I did try something new. But not something I had never had before. I didn't exactly step outside of my comfort zone I guess.

 I had a blueberry pancake with warm blueberry compote and 2 eggs cooked over medium.

 I also ordered the hazelnut coffee. That was something different for me. I must say I may order it again in the future. It was quite good. It really does have a combination sweet and nutty flavor. But had to use regular cream so no other flavor would affect the hazelnut.

These little things actually mean a lot to me. Go figure. Obsess much. No, not me..Okay, yes. I gave it a great deal of consideration. But it was worth it.

 The pancake was tasty. I knew it would be. I have had it before without the compote. Pancakes are much softer in texture than waffles. But texture is one of the the things that make us enjoy what we eat. Texture, taste, aroma. They all matter. And they were all there. I didn't eat a lot of the compote because it was so sweet. Even I have my limit believe it or not.  And there were blueberries cooked into the pancake. But it all came together so well.

 Once upon a time I would never order pancakes with compote because I didn't know how to pronounce it correctly. These are the little quirks in life that make me who I am.

 The eggs were cooked very nicely too. I ate them first. Mashed them all together and practically licked it all up. I told you I love eggs.

 Not an exciting meal I guess. But a very satisfying one for me. I have lots of thoughts. Sometimes it's just a matter of putting it down on paper, so to speak. So until next time..

Eat well.

                                                 One of my many breakfasts pictured here.