I love a good Sam I Am burger...especially when its on a pork patty. "What the f*** is Sam I Am" you ask? My answer is two-fold: 1.) You're culinary naivety is cute, and 2.) If you don't know what it is, then you a) haven't lived, b) are no real foodie, and/or c) should leave society now and establish yourself in the wild as a savage animal. Just kidding!! But not really.
This has quickly become one of my new favorite breakfasts! If you're one of those people who rolls out of bed at the last minute before work - this may be a weekend creation for you. However, you if like to get up with enough time to make yourself a hot breakfast like I do, then this is a perfect weekday morning fuel up. I usually get it started right when I wake up, and when I toss the skillet in the oven, I continue getting ready...aka putting my face on...aka caking makeup on my face to make me look a little less like the lochness monster and a little more like a human.
Finley strikes again with another recipe that's hardly a recipe given how easy it is. You caught me. I'm a fraud. What is this nonsense anyways? Giving you recipes that your 3 year old could make?? Someone's really scrapin' at the bottom of the barrel for ideas! Tough crowd. Sigh. Whatever, you can either judge me for "laziness", or build a shrine in my honor for providing you with stupid-easy, delish and nutrient dense meals. Here's to hoping for shrines!
Did you ever grow up eating McGriddles? Those things....are amazing. Driving by a McDonalds the other day and smelling the intoxicating scent of their robust breakfast menu made my head spin. I had already eaten breakfast but the smell made me hungry all over again. I was also saddened just a little bit...not because I don't LOVE all the good food I get to eat on the paleo template...but because I am no longer ignorant of the junk McDonalds puts in things like the beloved McGriddle. I'll still cheat with one every now and then, but it sucks knowing what I'm putting in my body as I chow down on one. I might as well put my mouth around a gasoline pump and get the same "nutrition." But boy do they taste uh-mazing
This is one dank casserole. Like the best kind of dank. I basically assaulted a crispy sweet potato "crust" with a copious amount of ground breakfast sausage, threw some eggs in there along with arugula, rubbed my hands together with an evil smirk and yelled "MUAHAHAHA" as it baked. And then I was like "omnomnomnomnomnom" as I crammed it into my mouth.
A comment I get A LOT about paleo is how people don't feel they have enough time to prepare every single meal they eat. A lot of working joe shmoe's don't have the time to loiter around their kitchen in their half open robe and hum along to the morning radio while they wait for their bacon to sizzle to then craft a perfectly seasoned omelette...I'm painting what sounds to me like an ideal Saturday morning. More often than not, I'm betting 90% of people that cop the "I don't have time for breakfast" excuse just grab a "healthy" protein bar (that is probably laced with garbage) or low fat yogurt on their way out the door. ICK.
Today's post directs you to one of my favorite paleo bloggers - Steph Gaudreau of Stupid Easy Paleo. She doesn't know me by any stretch of the imagination...I really just follow the shiz out of her Instagram handle and website (commenting here and there obviously)...so dedicating a blog post to her entirety probably comes off as kind of creepy, but whatever...she's the bomb [instagram bomb emoticon here]. This post came to fruition simply due to my belief that some recipes are meant to be shared with the world...and this is one of them. So if you haven't seen this recipe before...shame on you, and you're welcome.