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As you french Canadians know, Saturday mornings are meant to be sloooooow.

Step 1. Lounge.

Step 2. Coffee.

Step 3. Lounge.

Step 4. Read the paper (well, the Canadian Tire, Best Buy and Future Shop flyers).

Step 5. more lounging.

Saturday mornings are also meant for BIG BREAKFASTs. This one was no different. Except for my co-cook. Here’s how it went down… I’ve started to use Twitter as of late and one of my fav Tweets is an excellent cook called PinchMySalt (I’m sure that’s not her name but you get my drift). Here’s her site: http://pinchmysalt.com/

Anyways, she twitted about making a sour dough, ham and egg stratta and it sounded awesome so I decided to make my own. Mine was to be made with day-old buns, ham, egg and a mix of mozza and 6 year old white cheddar. I began gathering my stuff when I heard that lovely little voice…. “Help daddy?”

So for the first time, Ella helped make breakfast… (only took her ~2 years to start pitchin in… slacker).

and help she did...

...future Nigela?

a little cheese for the dish... a little cheese for Ella

After 30 mins of baking:

the masterpiece!

And just before we eat, a little time for silly…

food is good, silly is better!

Who invited this guy!?

eeeeek!

and here’s what Reese was doing this whole time…. seeing him enjoy his weekend morning cartoons is SO nostalgic.

anything better than Saturday morning Transformers? Didn't think so.