Cream of the Fight

I don't like breakfast food. Not cereal or oatmeal or bagels, at least. I like the savories and would love nothing more than leftovers for breakfast every day. Mexican night leftovers got me through a summer at BP. But of course, I don't eat leftovers every day. And there's no vendor selling scallion pancakes with eggs and breakfast dumplings outside my building. So I mostly manage with cereal and PB sandwiches with bananas.

This morning, though, was a treat. Warm, soupy rice, a little spicy, a little stew-y. A lot of stick-to-my-fleshy-ribs goodness.