Showing posts with label breakfast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breakfast. Show all posts

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Breakfast Mag

Breakfast, 1921, Fernand Leger



Breakfast Mag

Well, my darling, I always suspected you were an empty-headed cloud-brain
My mistake




Apologies, because I quite admire M. Leger.  Thanks to Tess for the inspiration.  More meals can be found here.

x

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Teapot Tuesday

The travelling teapot:


We lived in a hotel for 8 weeks when we first moved to Port Dickson.  I loathe tea made in a cup with a jiggly bag because it is never strong enough and it just doesn't taste quite right.  We found this teapot in a local shop for MR 2.00 - (Malaysian ringgit) which is about 30p.  Most of the time it lives in the cupboard, coming out with the suitcases. 

We don't take it everywhere, only when we plan to stay in a hotel for more than three or four nights.  It is in use as I am posting this!

And on the subject of tea - its closely related cousin breakfast is dear to my heart.  One of the joys of hotel breakfasts is the range on offer, and for us poor lost souls, the abundance of p*rk - quickly transferred from the plate to the waistline.


and


I hope you enjoy your toast and muesli this morning.

x

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Teapot Tuesday

We are particularly blessed today as the Supreme Council for Public Holidays has decided that we all need to get more exercise and a Sport Day has been declared.  (I am not one to talk but the local population has an obesity rate of about 85% and diabetes problems to match.) 

It is mere chance that this year, the inaugural Sport Day coincides with St Valentine's Day. 

In true glutton-fashion, we commenced our healthy-living day with breakfast of freshly squeezed grapefruit juice, wholemeal toast, tomatoes, eggs and gammon steak (imported from London last year).

Here is the teapot, the one I use all the time:


with the red teapot from Primus at Christmas, in the background.  This teapot has a felted metal lid which keeps the tea nice and hot.  It also has a removable basket which I sometimes fill with chai spices to add piquancy to my tea, and it pours brilliantly without dripping.  This is the four-cup version.  We like the teapot so much we also have a six-cup one for when the family is here.

Breakfast was slightly delayed while my seat-warmer was removed:


Here you can see our new kitchen table in all its glory:



x

Monday, April 18, 2011

Petit dejeuner avec Henri


We sit over the sunshine harbour, balcony with view,
your table set with a scrap of linen,
blue plates and green glass

In the square below the farmers
offering fresh tomatoes and herbs,
the cheese stall piled and the bakery
overflowing queues and chatter,

shopping baskets knocking against knees


Petit dejeuner avec Henri




Baguette and brioche, pain de compagne to soak up the summer on a plate
saucisson and champignons, and a pale glass of rose
a bowl of cafe  at your elbow

Your pipe jetting sparks
and the crisp paper releasing its inky essence

The shutters half open, the sea against the sky,
mimosa and figs and a cat with geraniums





photo courtesy of Tess:
magpie 62  http://magpietales.blogspot.com/