Sundays are the only day of the week that Nick and I spend the whole day together, and for as long as I can remember we’ve upheld the tradition of starting our day with breakfast out.
Last week we recently, and should I say finally, bought an outdoor table for two, so to take advantage of our new purchase we decided to have Sunday’s breakfast at home.
So whilst Nick was out getting the paper and coffee I cooked up a good old fashioned Sunday breakfast of goat’s cheese, herbed eggs (eggs, cream, chives, and parsley), pancetta, and tomatoes on ciabatta.
I’m not usually a savoury breakfast type of girl, often opting for muesli, pancakes, or bircher for my Sunday breakfast, but this time I decided to mix it up and was surprised when I enjoyed a savoury breakfast for a change.
The breakfast was surprisingly yum, the coffee was great, but the wind was not. 15 minutes in to the breaking of our tradition we headed inside as it was too windy to really enjoy the outdoors.
The rest of the day comprised of walking around the city, eating Boreks from the Queen Victoria Market, drinking milkshakes, and eating danishes. A perfect Sunday.
So taking a break from tradition was fun, it was also great to eat my breakfast in my pyjamas. I’m definitely going to do this again.