Now that I got a wee bit of recognition, I’m panicked that maybe I should be eating gourmet breakfast items… something like coddled eggs with a bit of shaved truffle.
*long pause* Fretting about where I would buy truffle, and what it might taste like. I know the chocolate kind. I know mushrooms grow in the ground. So I figure the flavour must fall somewhere in between the two. I hear the collective shudders of chefs and foodies around the globe.
Today, all I could muster up for my breakfast was my specialty, formage fondu sur le pain au lin grillé – which is French for melted cheese on toasted flax bread (I used my translation widget, so I know).