Good morning, sunshine.
With a dozen eggs in the fridge, a frittata is never far away.
Our family is busy. Busy, I tell you. Busy in that the weeknight dinners that we aim for regularly are becoming harder, which I feel stupid admitting, but it’s true. Two active teenage boys, two working adults; this doesn’t add up to laid-back weeknight dinners with four people present. Weekend nights? Different kinds of commitments, not necessarily more togetherness (did I mention the boys are teenagers?) Weekday mornings are hardly different, they just involve more coffee (coffee! the elixir of life!). More coffee, even less time. These days, it’s the weekend mornings that hold the most promise. We …
If you've got a half dozen eggs and some random ingredients, you've got a frittata.
A madcap scramble of eggs, tortilla chips, peppers, onions and cheese is the kind of breakfast that make a whole lot of people a whole lot of happy.