15 January 2011

The Best Breakfast I've Ever Had

Like a wise person once told me (it was Dylan Jones) a good story is like wine and cheese, you gotta let them age a little first!
Well, this isn't so much a story as a memory.
When I was ten years old I went back to South Africa for the first time since I left in 1995.
I don't remember too much from this trip, but something I've always remembered is this breakfast that my Grandma cooked me. I don't know if I had this breakfast once, or a few times, but it was the best breakfast I had ever had.
I remember it so distinctly.
Toasted bread, with butter, fried eggs, bacon and deliciously savoury fried tomato.
IT WAS SO GOOD!
This may sound like your average breakfast, but it was SO DELICIOUS!
When I think about it my mouth waters.
When I ate this breakfast I was watching "The Puzzle Place" with my brother Cecil.
He got one of the cooked breakfasts as well.
I remember loving "The Puzzle Place" and watching it every day on this thing called Chubb. Or Tube. Or something like that.
Its so weird because I can still remember the theme song to "The Puzzle Place".
I am twenty now, so this was ten years ago and I still remember it all.
MAN THAT BREAKFAST WAS GOOD!

My whole life I've been trying to recreate that breakfast. I think thats why I love cooking eggs so much. Having eggs for breakfast is like my favourite thing in the world.
Although I don't eat bacon anymore (I'm vegetarian, going on three years), I have vegie bacon and it does the trick. The key is to cook the tomato just right, but to also fry the eggs a certain way. I don't know if I've ever gotten my breakfast as good as the one in South Africa, but I still try.
When I think about it though, maybe it wasn't the breakfast that was so awesome, maybe it was the sense of peace and happiness I felt in my grandparents house in Simon's Town, Cape Town. It was so warm and sunny and just fun! I didn't have a care in the world back then.
I think thats what I miss more than the breakfast.
My grandparents sold that house a long time ago and now live in Kaitaia, same as my own parents. So I don't think I'll see that house again.
And who knows if I'll ever be able to replicate that delicious breakfast made with love by my Grandma, but I definitely won't stop trying!

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