Guess Who’s Coming to Breakfast
About a month into the lease, 80 Proof and I are still settling in to our new living-in-sin apartment. Maybe 2 or 3 boxes have to be unpacked, we’re waiting for some furniture from 30 Minute Abs, and I’m clueless as to where to store my — no joke — 60 purses. (And in case you were wondering, the first room set up — the kitchen.)
So as we take our time to get the apartment together, I find out 80’s mom is coming over THIS SATURDAY MORNING to watch the last leg of the Tour de France.
And now this women and gender studies student has suddenly turned into to June-effing-Cleaver and I’m freaking about scrubbing the floors, dusting the mantel (we don’t have one,) and vacuuming in a skirt and heels.
Not to mention, cooking breakfast.
I’m thinking maybe a French toast, on some to-be-determined really great bread with a fruit topping (never done before,) or some sort of egg scramble that highlights the neighborhood Hispanic markets, such as using chipotles, chilis, Hispanic cheeses… But I’m open to suggestions.
So, my ES readers, I need your help. What breakfast spread do I make for 80’s momma? I need something that will say, yes, it’s okay that your son and I share a bedroom without a legal commitment.