Eggscellent

I'm trapped. I'm trapped in a vicious cycle of wanting to go to trendy, thoroughly Instagrammed cafés yet never being able to go. Just like all the best laid plans of mice and men, my mice run away from me screaming and my men... well, they consist of brothers who are too lazy to wake up early and fathers who have to go to work. 

Long story short, mum had the day off on Wednesday and I proposed that we venture out to Alexandria to finally experience the delights of The Grounds of Alexandria. But alas, the plans fell through last minute in the morning (a combination of the aforementioned reasons and a slightly later arising from deep slumber than planned). Mother and I ended up at a very sufficient replacement but still, it was no Grounds. And local just isn't as exotic and exciting as a forty minute car drive. Never worry, I will survive this absolute ordeal as best as I can. 

Eggs Florentine (I battled with the pronunciation internally for a good few seconds between saying teen or tine before I went with florentine as in rhymes with dine. Also rhymes with no, that's not how you pronounce it) with baby spinach on toasted English muffins and hollandaise sauce. Yum. 

 "Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself." - Unknown. 

I'm such a fiend for the golden hour, late afternoon sunlight. Sunlight in general. If I could capture sunlight in a jar and keep it forever, I would. Luke Dunphy did it, so can I. A friend bought me this mug a few years ago and it has the most wonderful texture. I'm not sure of the exact materials at all but it just feels so wonderful to hold. Any spillage also magically evaporates in a matter of seconds from the exterior of the cup. It always reminds me of this Frankie article I read a while back. The article spoke of dealing with hoarding and what to keep and what to throw. If something makes you happy and increases the quality of your day-to-day, keep it. And this mug adds that little bit more to my (slightly excessive) consumption of tea every day. 

P.S. I promise I'll find a new angle for photographing things. Flat lays are difficult and make your eggs look like not-eggs.