breakfast at my house always runs into brunch, because out of nowhere I’ll wake up and decide to make popovers, something just as time consuming. I love making popovers, though, because the whole house ends up smelling lovely, like melty butter. and then they’re hot and steamy inside, and crunchy on the outside. and now I want another one.

breakfast at my house always runs into brunch, because out of nowhere I’ll wake up and decide to make popovers, something just as time consuming.

I love making popovers, though, because the whole house ends up smelling lovely, like melty butter. and then they’re hot and steamy inside, and crunchy on the outside. and now I want another one.