My Breakfast Burrito Narrative:
This is less of a recipe and more of a method/narrative about my morning. Let me preface this by saying that I am not a morning person at all. I love sleeping in more than almost anything. My husband and mother know not to talk to me in the mornings until I talk to them. After that I am a pleasant, easy going person, but woe to whoever asks me a "stupid" question before they have been spoken to.
Last night I started thinking about breakfast burritos, and I wondered if I had anything to make one for the morning. I knew I had eggs, potatoes, tortillas, and cheese, so I thought I had the bare minimum at least.
When I came home I got out three tiny russet potatoes and cut them into a medium sized dice. The potatoes were then steamed for 10 minutes. While the potatoes steamed, I searched for something to top my burritos. I really wanted guacamole, but I had no avocados. I didn't even have cilantro or prepared salsa. I opened my cupboard and found a can of fire roasted chopped tomatoes and a can of green chilies. I mixed both cans together with about 1/4th cup of minced onion, salt and pepper.
Next I shredded some Monterey Jack cheese and put it in the refrigerator. By this time the potatoes were finished, so I boxed them up and put them next to the cheese.
The next morning I put my cast iron pan on the stove to heat and started coffee. Then I added canola oil, potatoes and a generous amount of salt and pepper. I wanted the potatoes crispy, and I knew this would take some time, so I went about laying out clothes for the day, taking the dog outside, and packing lunch.
After the potatoes were brown, I took them out of the skillet and put the tortillas in to soften. Next, I added an egg to another hot pan to scramble. I put my soft tortilla on the plate with a few spoonfuls of potatoes. I packed the rest of the potatoes for lunch. I added my scrambled eggs and sprinkled on the cheese. Then, I topped everything with my homemade salsa, wrapped, and ate.
It shouldn't come as a huge revelation to me that breakfast is good for me and would affect my mood. In fact, breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. I have a strong emotional connection with breakfast because my dad takes me out often, and it's a special bonding time for us. Despite these ties, I never get up early enough on weekdays to make anything. I just end up eating an apple (or a sleeve of saltines) during my break. My breakfast burrito gave me a happy start to the day. I lost some sleep, but I was able to get most of the prep work finished the night before. I could also do things like lay out clothes while the potatoes browned and not feel rushed as I do most mornings. I didn't have to drink the dreaded black coffee from the break room because I was up in time to make my own. The fact is that this is something I should and will try to do everyday.
My food log
6:45 am: Breakfast burrito (Oh how I love thee!)
8:00am: 12 oz coffee with almond milk and sugar
12:15pm: 2 slices Reuben pizza, 1/2 cup leftover breakfast potatoes, 1 large Granny Smith apple, and 1 piece pepperoni pizza that was brought into the break room at the end of lunch. Wow! my lunch seems huge.
4:00pm: Reuben scramble- 2 eggs scrambled with corned beef, sauerkraut, caraway seeds, and shredded Monterey Jack cheese. (is it possible to have a Reuben addiction?). 1 piece Italian bread with margarine, cinnamon, and sugar.
8:00pm: Hershey bar with Almonds
I almost didn't eat the Hershey bar because I knew I would have to record it, but I want this to be an accurate reflection of what I'm eating right now. I will worry about fixing things after I collect data.