
I could get used to this sun thing.
Hopefully this post won’t need an org chart.
We just got back from beautiful, sunny Phoenix where my aunt and uncle live. My dad, his girlfriend of 17 years, and my brother also joined us. Just to confuse things, my mom also happened to be in town (obviously she’s not still married to my dad – that would be awkward).
Speaking of awkward, I’ll just focus less on family dynamics and more on the food.
My Aunt Bettie, one of my favorite people on the whole planet, is an incredible cook and can single-handedly keep the pork and egg industries in business. I didn’t bother her with any BFC details before we got there because I knew there’d be plenty of protein.
For dinner the first night she made choucroute garni (similar recipe found here) which was very exciting because not only was there a plethora of meats, but I’d really been in the mood for sauerkraut lately. She served it with a dish of baked apples, fennel and onions.
Mornings at my Aunt and Uncle’s always include a long walk before breakfast. My uncle’s been doing it for decades. He does have high cholesterol, but it’s probably how he’s kept off the pounds. Morning walks in the desert are especially nice, and I’m thrilled to say there were no snake sitings (Chris did have a cactus incident on our last visit but that’s a story for another day).

Best view of a hot air balloon - from the ground. Would you get up there?
So the routine is we go walking while Bettie prepares breakfast. I think breakfast is really her specialty, though I can tell you I’ve never had a bad meal when she’s around. We had homemade quiche and I had to fight off one of these:

OMG carrot muffin. Ok, I had a half.
But the best, most amazing breakfast offering was this little puppy:
This, my friends, is a homemade crepe cup filled with egg mixed with mayo, spinach, and bacon, and then baked to a golden perfection. Bettie said she’d made the crepes over the weekend and then froze them so she could use them when needed. I can’t even describe the deliciousness. I’m sure I’m going to try making them – sans crepe because I’m lazy and time-challenged – just in a muffin tin pretty soon.
I’ll leave you with that gloriousness and save the second half of the AZ story for later.
The good news is I lost .2 lbs on this vacation. Every little bit counts. I’ll take it!