Shortly after we married, actually on our honeymoon...my husband found out something about me that he found odd, maybe even disturbing. I hadn't kept it from him intentionally, but it was disturbing nonetheless. I eat cold pizza for breakfast. There, I've said it. It's not that terrible, is it? I can eat almost anything for breakfast except breakfast food. I have over the years come to terms about eggs. I don't like them but I can eat them scrambled, in an omelet that has been loaded with cheese and veges, or in a breakfast taco. But not early, I can't do Early Breakfast.
Let's just say that there is leftover birthday cake on the counter. Your favorite cake with that yummy, thick buttercream icing. Let's just say it's 9:30 and you have a hot cup of coffee or tea or a cold glass of milk and you are beginning to think you might be hungry. Not starving, but you might have room for just a sliver of cake. Not even enough to call it a piece, just a sliver. If you eat it before 10AM it's technically breakfast and you know cake IS NOT breakfast food! So, do you wait 30 minutes and then have a slice instead of a sliver?
What about Chinese takeout? Can you face beef and broccoli for breakfast? But then, how will you explain to anyone why the house smells like takeout at 9AM?
Let's say you haven't been to the store in a while and all that's left inside the fridge is a slice of bologna, a jar of pickles and after you eat that you have to eat a spoonful of peanut butter to make the hunger pains go away. How far will you go with this dangerous mixing of foods?
Now that I've told you one of my darkest secrets, tell me...what's the strangest thing that you've ever eaten for breakfast?