Breakfast for Dinner

When I was a kid, I always thought breakfast for dinner was a top thing. Of course, breakfast in those days was 3 bowls of Fruity Pebbles ™–essentially a bowl of candy with milk on it–so you can imagine why my nine-year-old brain would have delighted at this. That being said, I think it’s more than nostalgia that draws us to the occasional dinner-time switch-em-up; there’s something taboo about eating a meal at the wrong time. Or maybe it’s just that breakfast is awesome, but we don’t take the time to go all out very often–so we occasionally have to use our prodigious dinner energies on a breakfast.

This dinner-time inversion was our famous Southwest Scramble.