Rainy Morning Breakfast Bliss

It is a chilly Saturday morning. The sun has yet to show itself despite the time on my watch.

Wrapping the blanket tightly around me, I padded to the window to see what was going on with the sun.

Pulling back slightly, I peeked out - it was dark, as if it were still night, and I could barely make out anything. The fog was not helping either.

The window was cold to the touch and blurred. Wiping the window with my hand to get a clear idea of what was going on outside, I found the culprit - the dark clouds in the sky were hiding the sun. From the looks of it, it is probably going to rain cats and dogs.

Letting the curtain go, I hurried to the kitchen with my blanket wrapped around me for warmth.

Opening the drawer, I took out the candle box and began setting it up. A few went in the kitchen while the rest lit up the living room.

The next task on hand was breakfast. Because it is likely that the rain will cause a power outage and it is quite hard to cook with no gas or electricity.

Planning to give my mom some rest today and seeing the condition outside, I decided to cook for the entire family.

Putting some eggs in water, I set them aside to boil. Taking out the boiled shredded chicken from the fridge, I threw it into the pan with oil, a few leaves of cilantro, and seasonings.

Stirring it around until everything came together, I turned off the stove and let it cool. The eggs were done by now, so I peeled them and placed them on the table, covering them.

Taking some flour, curd, and salt, I kneaded a dough. Turning it into small pieces and then rolling it out, I filled it with the mixture I had just made.

Placing them on the baking trays, I popped them into the oven. Turning around, I cleaned everything up and then prepared a bowl of mixed fruits.

Placing the kettle on the stove, I let the water boil before adding in the bag of tea leaves with apricot slices. Letting it simmer, I watched as the color transitioned beautifully, from transparent to brown.

Taking it off the stove, I placed it on the table with the rest. 'Ding' echoed in the room, telling me that the stuffed soft fluffy tortillas were ready.

Taking it out, I placed them on the counter just in time as I heard rumbling followed by pouring rain.

The raindrops hit the window, making tapping sounds. Cutting the stuffed tortillas like a pizza, I set them on the table and cleaned up the rest.

Just as I sat to eat, with a 'bang' the thunder roared and the power went out.

Listening to the sound of the falling raindrops, I enjoyed my breakfast.

My mom entered the kitchen, probably in a hurry as her hair was roughly put up. She must have thought about breakfast and the power outage.

Giving a laugh, I dragged her to the table where everything was set and watched as she gave a sigh of relief, rubbing my head, causing me to curl up like a cat in her arms.

I watched her appreciate the food by taking a bite and moaning in delight, giving me a sign of appreciation.

And here we sat, eating breakfast together while the others were still asleep. It was a nice mother-daughter bonding moment.

Have you ever experienced such a bonding moment with your mother? Have you ever cooked breakfast for the family?

See you all next time!