Every time I go home and it is breakfast time my mom or dad makes about the same thing: bacon, toasted micha bread (like a small baguette),fresh fruit, and an option of eggs.
Well, guess what I made today? Our family breakfast. It was tasty and made me nostalgic for home this Christmas. I shall see them soon though! Clad with my orange juice, this full, hungry man plate was empty rather quickly. OM NOM NOM.
Side note: my dad calls this bread “micha bread” because this what his family usually ate at breakfast and throughout the day in Panama. I can’t wait to go back to Panama, actually. So there you go! Some culture for ya.