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Waffles Again?

Deutsch: Waffel.

Heart shaped waffles. yeah, right. Not tonight, not at this house.


Yup, waffles for dinner twice in one week.


The first time felt like a treat. This time felt a little bit more like desperation.


Why the difference? Overscheduling, multiple stress levels, small children in the mix, missing naps, moon phases, hormone levels, the barometric pressure. Who knows?


And honestly, it seemed like something I could pull off one handed while holding a very fussy five week-old baby in the other arm.


The mother of said infant was busy entertaining an over-technologized, overly tired two year-old in the sand and on the swings. Everyone involved needed some comforting. The only way the adults might get much comfort  would be disguised in the form of food. Hence, waffles.


Oh yeah, and bacon. Gotta throw that in there. The smell of bacon cooking is enough to take the stress level down a notch or two. I think the two year-old ate most of it.


But there was no idyllic strawberry freezer jam, or lovely semi-staged photos. The adults took turns eating so the infant could be swaddled, rocked, shushed, pacified, walked, jostled and held just so.


Sleep might descend blissfully for all involved soon.


I wouldn’t count on it, but we can hope.


In the meantime, reality trudges on.


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Breakfast for Dinner

So is it just me, or is breakfast for dinner one of your favorite go-to meal plans?

Breakfast at dinnertime satisfies like nothing else I know. Add in that it’s fast and easy to prepare and smells divine. It’s the perfect comfort food.

photo-17 copy 7Obviously, I’m not talking cold cereal or oatmeal here. Bacon, eggs, hash browns. Or biscuits and sausage gravy, with an extra biscuit slathered in butter and dripping with honey on the side. Now we’re getting somewhere. Or some pancakes or French toast, now there’s easy and delish. Or my fav, waffles! Some homemade strawberry freezer jam on one half and syrup on the other half. Followed by a cold glass of milk.

Ah, perfection.

Imagine what I’m planning for my dinner tonight! Are you jealous?

Mmm. Decisions, decisions.

Now I’m waffling. And that does not mean eating waffles. Which I find weird.

The waffle we eat and the waffle that we do are both spelled the same way. The “crisp batter cake baked in a waffle iron” (thank you Merriam-Webster) had its humble beginnings in the early 1700’s as a Dutch word meaning to weave. Whoever was brilliant enough to create a pan that makes tiny square bowls for syrup to seep into deserves a medal and knighthood.  And in case you were wondering,  something can have a waffle pattern, which would be a grid like, indented design.

The verb waffle didn’t show up in Britain until the mid-1800’s. It means “to sit on the fence” or to be indecisive, or failing to make up one’s mind. Members of the US House and Senate will appreciate this word as well, as its secondary meaning is to speak or write at great length without saying anything important or useful. We all know someone personally with this “skill” don’t we?

photo-19 copy 2Why do I bring this up in the middle of breakfast for dinner?

Because I was wondering about it. Why one word for two different meanings? English runs skiwampus that way.

I suppose eating breakfast at dinnertime would be considered skiwampus, too. But then who decided what foods are proper for morning meals, which are appropriate for evening meals and what constitutes an afternoon meal? Custom, culture, habit. I blame habit more than anything.

Don’t even get me started on what to call those meals: supper, lunch, dinner, brekkies, brunch, tea, high tea, late dinner, second breakfast, elevensies, snack, late supper.

Enough wondering and talking. Let’s eat!

Who’s cooking what?

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