Chocolate: It's Not Just for Breakfast Anymore

I've never enjoyed eating breakfast.

Okay, to be perfectly honest: I hate breakfast. Maybe because I had to choke down a bowl of oatmeal and a glass of orange juice in the morning when I was a kid. (To this day I can't make myself eat oatmeal and I rarely drink oj unless it's in the form of a Mimosa.:-)

Or maybe I hate breakfast because I'm not a morning person and breakfast is usually eaten at the crack of dawn. (I'd be happy to spearhead a campaign to move breakfast to later in the day . . . say four in the afternoon. Or eliminate it altogether.)

But we all have to eat, so here's a typical day in my life, the life of a busy woman writer.

A typical breakfast: two cups of coffee and two slices of Muenster cheese.

An ideal breakfast: Chocolate. I'm talking about the kind that melts on your tongue and tastes . . . well, let's start with the word heavenly and go from there. (My husband once sent me a sampler from La Maison du Chocolat. A French chocolate maker, of course. They now have a shop in New York and they'll ship anywhere in the US. Bless them!)

A typical lunch: A left-over chicken breast from last night's dinner. Or an apple. Or, if I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel, two slices of fat-free cheese wedged between two thin pieces of low carb bread. (The best description for my lunch is "gastronomical delight." Not!)

An ideal lunch: A French baguette, a chunk of some delicious cheese and a glass of wine. Preferably eaten outside . . . in a park . . . on a beautiful summer day . . . far, far, far from home. (Sigh.)

A typical afternoon snack: a glass of low salt V8 juice with a celery stick.

An ideal afternoon snack: Refer back to the chocolate mentioned above.

A typical dinner: A chicken breast before it becomes a leftover. Steamed broccoli. A small salad.

An ideal dinner: Well, I can tell you one thing: it would start with escargot drowning in garlic and butter! There would be wine, of course. Preferably a cabernet sauvignon or a really wonderful Burgundy. Fish prepared by some amazing chef who knows the secret of sauces. Grilled asparagus. Then perhaps a sliced pear beautifully arranged on an antique plate with a small wedge of Stilton. (Stop! Stop! I'm making myself hungry and it's not even noon yet.)

A typical evening treat: Nothing. Nada. Zip. (Okay, sometimes I do have one of those low-carb Slimfast bars.)

An ideal evening treat: Chocolate, what else? Wouldn't it be heavenly to start AND finish each day with a piece of fabulous chocolate?

So, Inquiring Minds want to know: What's your ideal breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack or treat?

Bon Appetit!
EG