A Good Friday Breakfast

Ah the plans I had for today...reading my Bible, making breakfast for the family, buying some bike shoes (for me) and going for a bike ride with my son.

The weather today was cool 41 F at most, rainy, overcast.  I was not deterred.  I was still going riding!  Hmmm.

The Bible reading went great!  I found some new treasures as read the story about Christ's crucifixion.

For breakfast, I made buttermilk biscuits with crispy bacon (yikes...the price of salted pork!) and served them with two kinds of honey and fresh cut pineapple.  The biscuits were fluffy and had a good crumb.  Biscuits are basically fat and white flour with a little sugar and salt  Maybe that's why they are so good!!  The two types of honey we had were creamed honey--with its rather flat taste--and honey in the honeycomb with very bright flavor.

Once breakfast was over, I called a friend to see if he wanted to ride.  Well, after much deliberation my friend told me that his stomach hurt and he was out of commission for the day.

My son and I went to the KLM bike shop to pick up my bike and to buy a pair of bike shoes.  I was excited!  I've never had a pair of bike shoes.  I found an excellent pair of shoes that should last a while.  The salesman asked "What about your son...doesn't he need shoes?"   Hmm...well...I was thinking about it...OK!  My son picked up a pair of Specialized shoes as well.  The salesman made the analogy to buying hockey equipment or baseball equipment.  He had a point.  Besides, my son isn't into many sports.  Over his lifetime, I've only bought him a pair of soccer shoes and a karate outfit .  So this latest purchase seemed reasonable.

We took our bikes and new Specialized shoes for a ride in the neighborhood around KLM.  It was long enough to realize that bike shoes give you tons more power for your pedal stroke and that it was uncomfortably cold and wet.  I told my son, as I tried to squeeze the numbness out of my fingers, "Let's wait for another day to go riding."

So much for plans.  The weather made me think of the weather on the first good Friday--dark and foreboding but the beginning of a new era for man and God.  Thank you God for this special day.