I'm not the biggest on sentiment really...that's Jeremy's job in our house, and he can handle it for both of us. However, I remember every Christmas morning my mom had this awesome yummy blueberry baked breakfast for us - she would prepare it on Christmas eve, and then pop it in the oven while her and dad were getting their coffee and me and my sisters were bursting at the seems to start tearing into our presents...after we had all eaten months worth of stocking chocolate and were swimming in pieces of wrapping paper that yummy blueberry breakfast was ready to come out of the oven. I don't remember the meal too vividly but I do remember that we would all sit together and talk and laugh while eating our Christmas breakfast. I can't say that breakfast was ever my favorite part of the day but, sitting around the table with our family is imprinted in my mind as one of the best parts of our Christmas'.
After mom died all of her recipes and cookbooks seemed to disappear...someone out there knew they were getting gold. I have thought about that breakfast every single Christmas since she's been gone...isn't it funny how something so special can mean so little until its gone?
Since mom baking breakfast was never too much of a concern for me on Christmas I never paid much attention to the ingredients involved, so I have been at a loss for finding this amazing recipe anywhere...until now. After talking to my sister we were able to piece together several of the main ingredients & and with some creative search bar wording I think I have found it! Or at least something close...it will never be her recipe.
With Rylee we are really focused on trying to emphasize the good parts of Christmas...rather than the highlight beings piles of presents and mountains of tissue and gift wrap we want to make sure she understands the gift of sharing and giving and enjoys her time with the people around her. This year Rylee was so sweet and picked a boy who was probably not going to get anything for Christmas. So we took her shopping and she got him a new outfit and some other fun things. We hope to make this a yearly tradition.
I am planning an attempt to make moms Christmas breakfast this year...I don't think it will ever be as good as hers, that's impossible, but that's not really my intent either. Hope you have a Happy Christmas! Here's to cherishing everything & everyone!
until next time,