What do you like for breakfast? My husband’s routine breakfast is a honey bun and coffee with cream and sugar. Mine is a fried egg with toast. My sister favors oatmeal, my daughter, toast slathered with peanut butter.
But every once in a while, all of us become bored with the same old, same old. When that time arrives, it’s fun to cook something creative, something that takes a little more time, something special for company or brunch.
Try this and enjoy the raves!
Peach and Sausage Breakfast:
2 cups pancake mix (I used a from-scratch recipe I love.)
1 16-ounce can canned peach slices
1 8-ounce package brown and serve sausage link (or little Smokies)
¼ cup sugar
1 tablespoon cornstarch
¾ cup maple-flavored syrup
1 tablespoon butter
Prepare pancake mix according to package directions except use 1 cup liquid in place of the amount called for on the package. Turn into greased 13x9x2-inch baking dish.
Drain peaches, reserving ½ cup syrup; set aside. Halve each sausage link crosswise. Arrange peaches and sausages atop batter. Bake in 350 degree oven for about 30 minutes or till wooden pick inserted just off-center comes out clean. Cut into squares.
Serve with Peach Syrup:
In saucepan combine sugar and cornstarch; stir in the reserved peach syrup. Cook and stir till mixture is thickened and bubbly. Stir in maple flavored syrup and butter till butter melts. Serve syrup warm over hot breakfast squares.
Makes 6 to 8 servings.
Food for Thought:
My family of origin is scattered all over the U.S. But lately they’ve all come visiting. We’ve been surrounded by family since November: two sons, a grandson, my daughter and her husband, my sister and her two boys, plus my youngest sister and part of her family for almost a week in February. I cooked to beat the band, wanting the meals to be special for these long awaited family times.
Food and fellowship so often go together. When my youngest sister was here, I whipped up an old favorite called Peach-Sausage Bake. (Yes, the very one we’re featuring.) I loved the raves and decided to adjust the recipe a bit and revive it as an important item in my breakfast repertoire. When we visited my sister in Longmont, CO., she plated up a beautiful chicken salad on greens for us, and then offered a plate of pink frosted ginger cookies, a favorite of our sister who lives in Texas. We savored the food while we chatted happily about the wonderful character of my sister’s new home and became acquainted with her sweet dog.
As the years pass, family times become increasingly meaningful. There are ups and downs, surprises and things we don’t understand. But we’ve shared so much down through the years, the bond remains. Even if it’s stretched thin, we’re still part of one another. We still need each other.
This February when my sister from Florida was here with us for several days, we worked puzzles, did creative writing exercises (She’s also a writer, and a good one too.), lunched at a French bistro (We were dressed in the French style— long earrings, scarves and black pants.) Then, since she is an avid bird watcher, we spent some time at Wild Birds Unlimited with its chimes and birdhouses and thriving aviary.
What a time we had! At one point my sister said, “I’ve felt so good this whole time. My stomach hasn’t hurt one bit.”
We both have stomach issues, but her comment made me realize mine hadn’t hurt either, and it had been three days. We decided it was because there was no stress when we were with each other. “How precious it is when brothers dwell together in harmony. It is like the precious oil upon the head” (Ref.).
Of course, it isn’t always that pleasant with everyone in the family. But when we were in Longmont, as I watched and listened to how my sisters give to each other: e-mailing, visiting, giving gifts, keeping each other in mind—I realized the secret is to keep giving to each other.
If thing aren’t going very well in our personal lives, it is easy to withdraw, to be insular, absorbed in self. But one of the blessings of the life in Jesus Christ is we are free to love, free to give, even it’s only a smile—to share, to think of the needs of others before ourselves. And we have the power in Him. “So let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we will reap, if we do not grow weary” (Galatians 6:9).
Next time your family comes to visit, how about preparing this unique Breakfast Treat for them. It’s a way of giving, and I bet they’ll be all smiles.