It will never be breakfast. It will always come out around lunchtime so I might as well just plan that I am always making brunches.
So my breakfast was a little fruit and some juice. Then a 45 minute hike. Then, yes, brunch. That meant lighting a fire--partly to keep the bugs at bay. And starting to work in my kitchen.
The shrimp I marinated for a while, as the fire was settling.
The grits I starts on the stove, cooking the grits and milk and a little salt. When it was done I added the cheese, and since I made it rather runny, it was a good dish to set over the coals to cook down some more. And, while the shrimp was grilling, I sauteed a little spinach with garlic to go along with the grits and shrimp.
On the side, I sliced fruit I had brought along.
Ah. A lovely brunch. Made me just want to sit down by the fire and close my eyes. For just a minute.