eat your heart out, woodie guthrie

Last night I was full of the hyper. I don’t know why that sometimes happens – it carried through until after my run today, though, so I’m not gunna mess with it. Bring it on, hyper.

Of course, Crockett, who had specifically requested that we sleep in because neither of us had anywhere to be, was not thrilled that I woke up at 7:30 and was all ok let’s-go-let’s-go-let’s-go… but I had made him breakfast already, so we were fine.

Breakfast? Already made when I woke up?

Why, yes. Pancetta and Cinnamon Ricotta Breakfast Casserole, actually.

Assembling it is what I did last night when it was 10:30 and I wasn’t ready for bed.

First, I cut up some bacon.

Because really, why not.

Then I chopped up the rosemary-thyme yeast wreath that I tested for food52 and stuck in the freezer.

There may or may not have been a ricotta blender incident.

Oh wait. There definitely was a ricotta blender incident. You know how you can tell? From the ricotta on my shirt.

P.S. I didnt’ use ricotta. I used cottage cheese. Crockett hates cottage cheese, so I was trying to keep it a secret, but I can’t lie to you!

Started with bread.

Added bacon (cooked until crispy).

Ricotta, brown sugar, and Frangelico (what? Crockett didn’t have any vanilla and mine was like two miles away).

Second layer of bread.

In the morning, after twenty minutes out of the fridge and forty minutes in the oven, it became part of a balanced breakfast.

Crockett’s included a mixture of Superfood and orange juice.

Mine didn’t.

But it was good anyway.

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