Tuesday, October 26, 2010

breakfast quesadilla

We used to make breakfast burritos, but I can’t get the rice tortillas to bend well like a burrito yet.  I’ll bet a microwave would help, but doesn’t seem worth purchasing just for this, so quesadillas it is.  The top pic is Bacon and Smoked Cheddar.  The middle two pics are Sausage and Monterey Jack.  And the bottom pic is Veggie and Asiago Cheese.

Breakfast Quesadilla
(recipe based off making for 4 people)
4 tortillas (I use Food for Life brown rice tortillas - shown in pic)
4 eggs
4 T. milk
salt and pepper to taste
veggies of choice (we typically use peppers and onions)
cooked meat 
chopped cilantro or parsley

Warm tortillas.  Whisk eggs and milk with salt and pepper (smoked paprika is yummy to add too).  Saute veggies in butter or oil in skillet to liking.  Add whisked eggs, stirring as you would scrambled eggs.  Add cooked bacon or sausage.  Add cheese and cilantro or parsley, if using.  Put on tortilla and fold as a quesadilla (or let me know if you figure out how to do a burrito :)  Serve for breakfast.

Or, anytime.  This was lunch today, with a spinach salad topped with apples and walnuts.  

Today has been particularly windy and tornado-ey.  I'm usually partial to sunny days, but there is just something about standing this morning out in the open field behind our house as the century-old maple trees flop around in the wind and the clouds race through the sky.  (Because apparently there was a tornado warning and 70 mph winds...)   But asking where God is in this day.  That I would see Him more clearly, feel His hand, discern His heart, hear His truth.  Where is God in Your day?  I hope you’re able to see Him in little things this day, like a baby asking you to carry him and knowing that is exactly what you need to ask again of the Father.  Or, truth spoken to you by a wise and caring mom.  Or, trusting His plan when you don’t get the house you put an offer on and thought would be perfect.  Or, knowing it is in these moments of unsettledness and uncertainty that He is worshipped.  He is in our midst.  

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