No, seriously, I'm curious about it. Maybe I just haven't met the right people, but enthusiasm for this concept tends to divide right down gender lines.
Oh, au contraire, Mon Frère. I love brekkie food, it's the
best for dinner. Well...I suppose that a tender steak from some terribly overpriced steak house like Ruth's Chris or Gallagher's would technically be the Best... or a delicious korma curry with plenty of naan bread. But I digress. Breakfast food is teh win.
My younger sister and I shared an apartment together in college, and one of my fondest memories is making pancakes and scrambled eggs for dinner with her in our electric skillet. Also, sometimes there were hash browns instead of pancakes. I also finally convinced her that her then-to-lifelong aversion to hot sauce could be brooked by the sheer deliciousness of Tabasco or Franks' RedHot on scrambled eggs. Mmmm...Dammit, now i'm all hungry, but I've already blown through my 1,700 allotted calories for the day, being as I'm back on the Hacker's Diet. Sigh. Sorry, tummy, no foodies for now.
Alena and I also had a Tragic Potato Incident in that apartment. We bought some potatoes at the grocer's one day, and stuck them in the lazy Susan cabinet and pretty much forgot about 'em. One fateful day I was rummaging around for some spices and noticed an odd smell. Then I came across a nearly-completely-liquefied bag of potatoes. The metal shelf beneath the bag had become bubbled and warped. We scrubbed and scrubbed, put a box of baking soda in there and everything. the evil potato smell never really went away. Since then, I only buy one or two potatoes and keep them in the fridge until I'm ready to use them. *shudder*