As many of you may know, I’m a board member with the arts non-profit Wild Goose Creative. At least once a year we take a retreat together, heading an hour or three outside of Columbus to read, eat, swim, and relax.
And with that, of course, comes making breakfast. Here’s a brief travelogue, if you will, of our breakfast adventure.
Fresh eggs from the farmers’ market.
Plus some duck eggs! $3 for 1.5 dozen. I still can’t get over it.
Pancake batter.
A sight that always brings tears to my eyes: a cast iron skillet filled with bacon.
Savory pancakes, with bacon bits.
Fried eggs.
Skillet of scrambled eggs, cooked in some of the left over bacon grease. When someone says, “I could eat a whole mess of eggs,” this is what they mean.
Pssst… have you bought your tickets to BaconCamp yet?
Various ingredients and toppings ready to go.
Once all the flutter died down in the kitchen, we lined up to eat…
…and eat.
I took a stab at frying the duck eggs. Really wasn’t that hard.
My final creation: a savory, bacon-loaded pancake + roasted potatoes + fried duck egg. The true breakfast of champions.
