A Romantic Breakfast for One

I’m a rough on the outside hopeless romantic. You won’t hear me “awwing” over couples holding hands in the park or read a sappy love soaked status on my personal Facebook page. For me, the hopeless part has and always will be an old fashioned love longing. The kind where an elderly couple still grocery shops together or a boy uses handwritten letters to woo the apple of his eye.

One of my favorite authors once wrote “there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition….This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people…they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.”

Chuck Klosterman is an American pop-culture journalist who became a genius in my eyes after those insightful words from Killing Yourself to Live: 85% a True Story. While I’m sure he’s complimented for his writing techniques more often than not, it’s even more likely that nobody ever compared that paragraph to food before. How could I not?

I recently had a date with the “four” that classified what love feels like to me. One of my romantic guests was even THE ONE who became my ultimate definition of love. That’s right, they were all there and it wasn’t even awkward. I’m guessing that’s because they couldn’t talk.

Goat Cheese, Tomato, Egg and Garlic joined me at a recent breakfast. There were a few other foodie friends filling up empty chairs around us like wheat toast, basil, salt and pepper but our rendezvous was the main event. It proved uncomplicated, as we caught up on all old, but good times. One scent of the garlic whisked me back to the past, when my love for food was first defined. Their unique and bold flavors took turns talking but each got my undivided attention when needed.

You all know I didn’t really go out to eat or have a conversation with these ingredients but they are my true loves in many ways so when I decided to combine them for a quick and easy open faced breakfast sandwich, it was head over heels city and I was the mayor.

I began by roasting garlic, which you can find easy steps on doing so HERE. I don’t have a garlic roaster so aluminum foil and oil gets the job done. Feel free to pick your favorite bread but I’d go with something relatively grainy for texture. Make the slice nice and toasty, then spread the goat cheese while it’s still warm. Mix the roasted garlic with the goat cheese spread as you add it to the toast. Top with fresh, whole basil leaves, over medium eggs and thinly sliced tomatoes. Hold the salt through your entire cooking process and only sprinkle a little on the tomatoes when done, paired with fresh ground pepper.

Less for the roasted garlic, which you can skip or might have some made ahead of time, this entire breakfast takes a mere 10 minutes, if that, and is wholesome, too! Tomatoes are their ripest at this time of year and a perfect addition to any sandwich but you can make the quick, lite morning meal your way, with your favorites who define what foodie love is supposed to feel like. Once you’re ready to love and you find a personalized romantic combination of your own, it will control the way you feel about any future breakfast sandwiches for the rest of your life.

Until Next Time,

Garlic’s Girlfriend

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