Before this post, my breakfast creativity seemed to be hitting a minor lull.
Or maybe just my breakfast appetite was hitting a lull. Regardless, it was lame. I needed something to get excited about in the morning…and I think this recipe will do it because anything with the word “shake” is totally something to fa-reak out (in a good way) about.
Gah I’ve really been craving a burger lately. Like I can’t even think straight because my mind is preoccupied with burger thoughts. Specifically thoughts for this burger from Tiny Boxwoods that’s made out of lamb + smoked goat cheese + aioli. Oh goodness. I don’t even know exactly was smoked goat cheese it but geeezzz I could go for some. And the delicious memory of that burger is all based on one bite that I snuck from Andrew when he ordered it. I ordered something completely inferior. Probably a salad. Gah I’m so boring sometimes. Plus, that restaurant looks like a dream. The whole place is like Great Gatsby meets Restoration Hardware. Gorgeous. But then again, I could also totally just go for a cheap, perfect burger from Smashburger. I think I’m gonna put “eat a burger” in my planner for the week. Necessities.
Friday night I locked myself out of my house for 15 minutes and was very nearly eaten alive by mosquitoes. Plus it was like 11:30 pm and I had just been watching Breaking Bad for 3 hours (again) so I was quite creeped out. But then I found my house key under a seat in my car. Not even sure how that happened. Kinda like I’m not even sure how it’s already September and I just stocked up on cans filled with autumn-ness. They will be a part of great things. For sure.
Okay, so I hope there is still a plethora of ripe, perfect peaches in your grocery store. Go buy them all and freeze them for breakfast shake making. Oh, or you could make a pie. I’d support that too.
There are so many things I wanted to do with peaches this summer and now peach-time is like gonna be over any day now. I need to get my stuff together and just go through an intensive peach recipe making regimen of sorts. Like a juice cleanse, but happy.