an event worth documenting

I typically enjoy cooking and don't mind slaving over a hot stove (barefoot and pregnant, mind you) in order to whip up a tasty meal for John and I to devour that night (and maybe even the next, if there's leftovers).

But sometimes. . . sometimes I just want to throw something quick together and call it dinner. Usually it's cold cut sandwiches or a pizza, but every once in awhile, I'll do Brinner.

Brinner = Breakfast for dinner.

Breakfast is easy. Breakfast is quick.

Breakfast is especially easy and quick to make when I can get John to help me out. And since John is a self proclaimed 'Pancake Man', it wasn't too hard to talk him into joining me in the kitchen:

Along with the bacon I whipped up, Brinner made for a successful meal last night!