Pancakes, whipped cream, homemade jam. This is by far the most flattering angle. When shooting from above, it looked like...vomit. Yuk. Tasted just fine, though.
I wish I could tell you that I ate this sitting down at the table, reading a good book. I wish I could tell you that birds were singing Disney hymns outside my window while I sipped my juice. But I can't. I stuffed those sandwiches in my mouth while blogging and ate the prune while tying my shoes. That is so not zen.