concoctions from yesteryear

Finally got some sleep Tuesday night, and then some naps yesterday and a little bit of sleep last night. I'm not better yet, but feeling less pitiful than I was a couple of days ago.

The pantries at Hall House are looking rather bare these days, which makes coming up with something for lunch a bit of a trick. There's soup, of course, but I went almost the entire day without eating anything yesterday (and even when I did, had to make myself do it because I wasn't actually hungry) and I'm thinking that I need more solid food right now if I'm going to get better.

So today is a bit of an experiment, with breakfast food as an inspiration.

• egg scrambled with CoJack cheese and scallions
• French toast sticks* made with 9-grain bread
• Minneola tangelo sections
• smoked sausage

*I had the idea for these for awhile, with the idea that I'd have a little container of maple syrup for dipping. Unfortunately, we're out of maple syrup and I didn't want to have to pack butter and powdered sugar for sweetening them up, plus it would require reheating and I try not to do that if I can help it. So I flavored the egg batter with liberal amounts of cinnamon and sugar so that these wouldn't need any kind of sweetener. And if they still are kind of blah, I can eat them with the sausages, a concoction known at the Sheridan Best Western as the "Brittney Blanket" back in the day.

Let me 'esplain...

The summer before I went off to college, I worked at the front desk of the Best Western, which had a breakfast and dinner buffet. The shift included one meal (since you were basically "on call" even during your break) and you could eat for free at the buffet. Which is a nice enough perk, but it doesn't take long to get bored eating from the same array of options everyday. (And this was not a gourmet selection by any stretch -- all standard American fare.) To liven things up, we started coming up with imaginative creations since we basically had the whole buffet at our disposal. My creations were pretty tame compared to my coworkers', but when I worked the day shift, I loved putting sausage links in French toast slices like a kind of pig in the blanket -- hence, the "Brittney Blanket" -- sometimes with syrup, sometimes without. Sounds gross, but don't knock it. I still get a craving for it sometimes.