On Monday, I leave for a two week trip to Europe. Now, for the most part, I’ll take European (particularly Italian and Spanish) food any day over the typical American fare. Except one meal, breakfast.
I just can’t get behind copious amounts of meat, warm milk and pathetically small cups of coffee in the morning.
If there’s one thing American’s do right, it’s breakfast. From eggs, bacon and toast to warm bowls of filling oatmeal, we just do breakfast better on this side of the ocean.