We used to go out to breakfast a lot pre-baby. It was our thing. We really don't do it that much anymore with Emeline because it's just easier and more cozy to stay in pj's and make breakfast from home now. So, we kind of have a home-tradition of Saturday morning pancakes.
|pic from this morning ;)|
Some mornings, when trying to coax our picky eater into eating the sugar-ridden pancakes (seriously, kid? You won't eat PANCAKES?), we make them into fun shapes. Today we made her a creepy Mickey and seriously? She wouldn't even eat that? The nerve.
|raisins as eyes/nose/mouth :)|
My bacon-making used to make my kitchen smoky. I used to get burned by the grease bubbling up. I used to smell bacon-smell in my house for days after. It was gross. Granted, I'm not good at this whole cooking thing as it is.
So I baked my bacon today, and? Totally amazing. No mess. Easiest thing I've ever done. It was just as delicious, if not better than my stove-top/skillet bacon. I will never go back. I followed this ridiculously easy way to do it. I am a convert.
You must try it, too. And thank you to those of you who suggested this to me. I'm indebted to you:)
Happy Weekend, friends.