Yes, yes they did. It was great! There'd be toast, an egg, orange juice, milk, maybe a sausage, framing the sugar cereal of choice. It wasn't even the food itself that looked good; it was the beauty of their visual and nutritious balance. The effect of surrounding the food being pushed with other delicious but generic foods was immediate and irresistible (like Rudolfo Otto's mysterium tremendum): I would always immediately begin my mother's application process for new sugar cereal (to be completed in triplicate and submitted under a blue moon).
Now, it would be too contrived to imitate such a breakfast (although I do frequently make for myself multi-Act breakfasts balancing protein, fiber, vitamins, etc). BUT every now and again, when Mars aligns with Saturn, Demos, and my toaster oven, a well-balanced breakfast just coalesces before me. Bowl of cereal? Check! Coffee? Yes please! Bananas? SIX FOOT SEVEN FOOT!
This happened last weekend, as my colleagues and I breakfasted at a hotel, gearing up for a long day of social justicing. It looked a little like this:
Well, actually, it looked exactly like this. I got very excited and snapped this shot even though balanced as it might have been, it was not the smorgasbord of fat and sugar from Frosted Flakes commercial's glory. This excitement has translated into a post here at Hungry Sam, and now I'm going to ask for some responses from you, my avid and loyal readers (BANTER!)
What is your well-balanced breakfast? What constituent elements, in joining together, have the Captain Planet-like effect of combining powers into something wholly other and stupendous? You can respond by commenting below (for the superstars among you) or by voting at the right.
Happy breakfast!