I love Saturday’s.
I love Saturday’s because generally I can sleep in for a good solid hour.
Unless my bladder seems to think that it has the capacity of a teaspoon, and I have to get up every hour on the hour to whip it back into submission.
So, this morning, I am sleep deprived and my brain is mushy.
Mushy like I have taken apples, cooked them for 3 hours and they turn to mush. Wonderful tasting applesauce mush, but mush nonetheless.
I’ve got nothing for you Internet.
P.S. Leftover Risotto is wonderful for breakfast.