My weekend was not all babies (although it’s been baby heavy, I will admit)
On Friday night we hit up Laughing Planet. I was starving to death so while we waited for food I attacked these chips and salsa
Plus read “Portland’s positive newspaper”
It was, um, really really short.
Then this beauty came out
Love love love
And yesterday morning while baby was doing her best to coat the diner with bits of her food I had a spinach bacon and cheese omelet
Seriously, they’re redic.
I was full pretty much all day from breakfast.
Our trip to the Killer Bread store means we now have way too much bread.
Oh, and for those of you who are already sad you don’t live in Portland and lack access to this bread… The three loaves I got only set us back about 5 bucks too! This is a sign from God you should probably move to Portland now.
We’re having French Toast for breakfast, cause we’ve got a lifetime and a half of bread to eat through!
Question: Does anyone actually finish their toast when they go out to breakfast? I always feel like it’s an insane amount, and if I already have an omelet, plus the pancakes or potatoes they come with, why do I need toast too?