Eggs, cooked in coconut oil, 2 kinds of hummus, parsley and a little ketchup for my pan fried eggs, because I am such a spoiled American devil, and finally, a wonderful rice pilaf, with radishes, scallions, and an ounce or so of lime juice to really make the pilaf sing (and give me some much needed acid).
The hummus. I usually eat the hummus with my rice. I load the fork with a little hummus, and a bunch of rice, and the two go so well together. One is spinach and artichoke, the other is simply hummus with extra tehina. Guess which one is which!
Because of my last minute addition of the lime to my rice, I found the hummus to be a tad superfluous, so I dipped my parsley in it also, twirled its leaves in really, for fun and variety. I often dip my parsley in juices, and it is always good. Here she is, my little treat, that I bite right off the stem. Just call me Mr. Ed.
And yes, eat the stems, good fiber, plenty of precious chlorophyll, and its accompanying sweetness from a good chew.
And then we had dessert! By we, of course, I mean only me. I fashioned quite the panoply of decadence for me this morning. I deserved it. Persian tea with rose petals and a plate of sweets to make my day.
Two kinds of high quality chocolate (70% cacao or more is my definition of high quality).
Dried mango in chili powder (paprika and cayenne, from Trader Joe's) High in sugar, so I only had one piece.
Turron Tostada (except I cut off the burnt toastedness). It is Spanish almond fudge, a daughter of French frangiapane, with a Spanish twist, but still baring the signature flavor of the French process. Beyond yummy.
So, the desert was not really healthy, except for the tea and chocolate (my usual post breakfast "dessert") but it was good for my soul, and what I needed. Sometimes, you need to feed your soul. So I did.
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