One of my favorite things is brunch on a lazy Sunday. Life is a bunch of fireworks, running around, and craziness throughout the week, so it's really therapeutic to wake up without an alarm clock and make brunch in a toasty kitchen in sweats.
Boyfriend made Monte Cristo sandwiches with prosciutto and swiss cheese last week. Recipes usually call for ham but prosciutto > most things. Dipped a side of the French bread in a mix of whisked eggs, half and half, cinnamon, pinch of nutmeg, and vanilla, and toasted them on the griddle. Sprinkled powdered sugar on top and some strawberry preserves on the side for dipping. The sweetness of the jam is perfectly balanced by the savory cured meat. Sautéed butter, thyme, garlic and onions, added chopped red potatoes to the pan and finished them in the oven. He squeezed orange juice and made us French press with Illy French roast.