RecipeMuncher

I’ve really got a weird relationship with breakfast. The earlier I wake up, the more I want it. A big, bold breakfast. The kind of breakfast cowboys and farmers eat because it may be their only chance for a big meal. It’s also dirt cheap to make and I’d like to say I am rollin’ in the riches, but alas, I’ve not hit the big time…yet. On New Years Day, I prepared our good luck meal;  fried pork chops, collards, and black eyed peas with rice. Two HONKIN’ pork chops remained and I had (...)