breakfast of (mediterranean) champions

Well, I did end up having hummus for breakfast. There's something about Saturday mornings that makes you feel like you can eat whatever you want for breakfast. I ate a cookie, followed by some hummus and pita chips. It was delicious, and I do not regret my decision in the slightest. Maybe it's the laziness of Saturdays that prevents me from getting milk out of the fridge and pouring it into my bowl of frosted mini-wheats.

That might sound pretty simple, but I eat frosted mini-wheats different than most people. I place each little piece of cereal in the bowl, one by one, with the frosting facing up. I normally have about 3 layers. If the frosting is facing down, it will get all soggy in the milk, and only the wheat will be left. Seriously, who eats frosted mini-wheats for the wheat part? Nobody. 

It may sound like a chore, and believe me, it is. But when you get the perfect piece with deliciously crunchy frosting but soft wheat, it's all worth it.