The ritual of weekend mornings. Greeting the hens, collecting eggs, picking and eating some gorgeous golden raspberries on the way back into the house. Heating up the cast-iron skillet and tossing on a few beautiful filets from the grass-fed farm down the road. Cracking fresh eggs into foaming butter.
Brewing strong coffee and tempering a cup with maple syrup and raw cream. Sitting down with my best boys and looking forward to the sprawling Saturday ahead. Tune in tomorrow to find out more about our Popover Sundays (my favorite).