This morning my writing day began with a breakfast of organically-grown cherries and a small wedge of cappuccino cake, both from Whole Foods Market. I washed them down with a glass of last night's champagne, into which I had splashed a little pomegranate juice.
Oh, stop being shocked. I'm a 51-year-old romance writer. Surely my age and profession have earned me the right to have something more exciting than Cheerios and orange juice for breakfast.
6 comments:
Go for it!
By the way, I love Whole Foods. In fact, I've become a Whole Foods evangelist. I once was lost, but now I'm found. I once hated to grocery shop. Now I go when I'm having a bad day as a pick-me-up.
Yeah. Who wants those partial foods that other grocery stores sell?
;-)
Oh, this looks sooo yummy! Cappuccino cake? Sounds delish! In fact, this looks like a perfect breakfast!
LOL...I'm not touching that one!!!ROFLOL!
But that's not even close to what I would eat for breakfast.
I keep coming back to look at this picture. Maybe I need to make a trip to Whole Foods. Temptress. ;-)
That's me--always stirring up trouble.
;-)
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