Inspired again by the Masterpiece Theater series Downton Abbey, I decided to make a gracious breakfast using some of the ”good stuff.” It would be wonderful to have Mrs. Patmore cook and a few footmen to serve, but alas I manage the breakfast menu and Cole opened and poured the champaign.
The Menu:
Scrambles eggs with sausage
Strawberries
Bacon ( it was a sausage and bacon sort of day)
Fresh Orange juice
Champagne Lauren-Perrier (Thank you Brother-In-Law, Tom)
Downton Abbey Breakfast from Katybeth on Vimeo.
Odd Loves Company!
Cheers!
♥~
When you coming over to our house to serve us a Downton breakfast? Yum! Looks awesome! and not a pup in sight…?
I would be so intimidated to cook for you! 😀 My pups are really good when we eat and usually lay in their crates because they know afterwards there will always be a little something for good pups. If I did not have a no beg rule every meal would be like eating in a shark tank. Pats for your pups!
I am joining the party late but oh what a party it is–WOW. Are those popovers really as easy as the recipe suggests? I love Downton Abbey! Such a great series.
Pretty easy—sometimes the poof more than other times but they always taste good. I do suggest a popover pan, tho. It gives them an added lift.
Loving Downton Abbey!
I am beyond impressed. Looks scrumptious!
You must come for breakfast, soon! I am almost ready to try this for friends.
O so delicious looking. Inspired fun indeed. And I can testify that you make great popovers! (just curio: bacon in the traditional frying pan or the that newfangled waffle iron?)
Thank you! I bake my bacon now…I put it in the oven on a foil lined cookie sheet when I put the popovers or Dutch Baby pancake in the oven and it’s ready to come out about the time I need to turn the oven down for the final 10 minute of cooking for the popcover/ Dutch baby. Everything is reasonable hot by the time it reaches the table and baking bacon is easy and mess free. Soon I will invite friends over to join me…after a few more dress rehearsals. 😀
Rats, I missed the party! And it looks like it was a smashing success, too! Odd, but I don’t see any furs begging at your feet — want to borrow my Sheltie?!!
My furs go into there crates (on their own–doors open) when we eat at the table. Because they know that afterwards it will be their turn for something tasty. If I let my dogs beg at the table it would be like eating surrounded by sharks.:-D
It was fun, and Shelties are always welcome.
Please tell me when you have your next Downton Abbey brekkie and I will pop over (hahahahha) and bring the tea!!!
Anytime you are in the neighborhood pop in (love puns)
Tea works too!