it was a rainy sunday here on the island on august 25th.
everyone was still peacefully tucked under their fluffy blankets and there i
was dying of envy. our little girl wakes up at 5:30 every morning and there
hasn’t been a morning in the last two years of my life when i didn’t wish she
would wake up a bit later.
wish never granted.
i must admit though that a lot of good things happen when
you wake up early. one of them is getting fresh seafood from the vendor who
carries two or three different kinds of fish everyday. but shrimps are always a
blessing because i won’t have to wait for my husband to clean them. it’s
something that i can’t (and am not willing to) do.
our little monster is not only the very early bird that
mercilessly drags me out of bed every morning, she’s also the monster bird who
loves to eat a huge breakfast. none of us are crazy about early morning meals,
but like they say, there’s always a cute and unique little monster among the
monsters.
there are about a hundred recipes for shrimp omelette. i
wanted to make mine simple though because one, i was only half awake and half willing to cook, and two, i did not think our little monster required a palate
adventure as early as six in the morning.
if you want to whip out a yummy breakfast in five minutes,
here’s something that you might want to try.
shrimp omelette for the hungry little breakfast monster
ingredients
- 10 shrimps, peeled and cut in halves
- 2 eggs
- salt, less than a pinch if it’s for your little ones at home
- butter
- pepper
directions
- beat two eggs in a bowl, add a little salt and pepper. set aside
- in a non-stick skillet, sauté shrimps in a little oil until they turn pink then add a small cube of butter
- add the eggs, wait till one side cooks then fold
ta-dah! there you go. the kind of breakfast your little one
will say “yuuummmy!” to. mine hugged me and told me sweetly, “thank you mommy. egg is
yummy! i love you!”
that was a mouthful for a two-year old girl, and if cooking
breakfast will give me that every morning, i’d be more than glad to drag myself out of bed on my own.
