A humble breakfast this morning. I was feeling less than bright and bushy. Something just wasn’t feeling too good, but with an autoimmune condition, one never really can isolate just any single reason.
Lucy and I woke up an hour late again, at 6-ish. It was a warm muggy morning, but the weather has turned out lovely as the day wore on. Too bad my mood hasn’t followed suit.
Anyhow, here is the uninspired breakfast.
But Lucy was rewarded with a new batch of carrot and apple biscuits. I hit on a great way to recycle the pulp from my fruit juice. I do add some of it back to my juice, but I made doggy biscuits out of the rest. Just add flour, oat bran and enough water to make a dough. I deliberately made it moist, flattened it out in one piece, and baked whole. When done, I cut it into smaller pieces. No crumbs this way. And Lucy loves it!