waffling.

duders,
breakfast is reported to be the most important part.
heck,
i make a point of munching up on some breakfast jauns every day,
and it's important to me that i get a cup of tea and something delicious
in my facepiece before the day gets all the way underway.
y'know?
what i mean is-
breakfast IS important,
and even more so when you're making it for someone else.
seriously.
you can't just pour a bowl of cereal and call it good.
no way.
that's weak sauce, and that's not coming to my house in the morning.
no.
we need more.
like,
with some fancy unnecessary extras an' that.
i am happiest with a heaping helping of something rad in front of me,.
and that incudes waffles.
yup.
i love to eat waffles.
i do.
because those crunchy dented pancakes are really expert,
...and that's no joke.
so,
when i'm all out of breakfast bread,
and i'm feeling a little frisky,
i batter up, and butter down,
and make a little magic happen.
the secret is in the fine-and freshly-ground oats and coconut
in the bottom of the bowl.
that, and a punch of brown sugar.
(keeps 'em crispy, neighbors,)
i fired up a batch of freeze-dried blueberries directly into the dry ingredients,
and a little bit of flaky coconut shavings were hucked right in, as well/.
i like textures, and i like flavors, and i love to eat a good breakfast.
that said,
check the championship-style-waffles-type teleport:

mmmmmmmmm.
those are pretty flippin' serious, huh?
yup.
you can bet your bottom buck those are some burly, blueberry-buried,
blueberry-imbued nutty and lovely latticed circles of success.
word up.
i made a panful of toasted, buttered, and candy-coated
vanilla cinnamon-sugar pecans.
pcans are delicious, especially when their acidic dryness gets deactivated
with some a little bit of suga and spice.
i also figured a little lemony heavy hot syrupy blueberry compote would
go great with the blueberries already waiting within each one.
(i was right)
the hot fruit on top took it to eleven, for sure.
but that can't be it, can it?
nope.
there's more.
i hit it all off with a splash of REAL maple syrup!
c'mon.
i get it poppin',
because i know the rules.
too much is the right amount,
and that's what i'm aiming for.
i love food,
and i love breakfast,
and i love breakfast food.
active participation is a key element in woodsly goodfellowship.
really.
so,
i do what i can to get involved.
sometimes, it's as simple as making waffles,
as long as they aren't simply waffles.
it's that something extra that makes it much more worthwhile.
it's all really happening,
and that's the whole point;
never quiet, never soft.....