Easy like Monday Morning

by Michael on February 23, 2012 · 20 comments

In the middle of the night the silence is deafening, shaking you from your sleep. Freckles of white paint the heavy charcoal sky above. The ever changing-moon the only light I can see for miles. The darkness has befriended me so I lay partially awake, fighting my eyes against the scant trickle of light from the street steps below. Sunday has been buried for another week, just recently put to rest. Monday was moments away.

The usual feel of Sunday morning, in this case pushed a day ahead because of a holiday, enters with the same clothes worn countless times before. With a long weekend staring directly at us, Sunday took on the feel of a Saturday. And Monday in return had all the markings of Sunday, gentle and comfortable and at ease. Like your favourite song playing in the background all day.

This past Monday was  Family  Day, a new holiday as of a few years ago. A meaningful holiday in the middle of the year to break up the long work weeks and settle us in for the stretch leading to spring.  We had planned out the day with our parents a week prior, trying to live up to the name of the day as best we could. An activity together and some lunch and then back home to prepare for a new week. We had a couple of hours to ourselves in the morning so we took full advantage of them.

The sound grew louder and stronger with each passing minute. When my eyes finally succumbed to the light I looked for any sign of the aforementioned noise. W, fast asleep beside me and oblivious to the happenings around her, lay in the perfect state of content as I struggled to find the offending device. By the time I reached her phone to turn off the alarm, she awoke. “Happy family day, family!“ I stared, amazed at my good fortune. “Happy family day, dear.“

W started the coffee and I started on breakfast. Something easy enough to get at quickly but still fitting enough for the day and to hold us over until lunch. She went upstairs to enjoy the coffee and get ready and let the day come to her. I spent a few more minutes downstairs finishing this breakfast before getting ready to leave. I followed the music back upstairs to see W nearly ready so I did so myself. We then warmed up and loaded the car and left. Off to start the day.

It was days before when W asked me what we should do for family day. It`s not that I didn`t have an opinion, but anything would be fine so I said so. When she suggested bowling I almost immediately said yes. “Really,“ she said. If our parents wanted to do that it was fine by me. Thirty minutes after leaving we were there. We pulled into the lot and entered the complex to see the busiest bowling alley I had ever witnessed. Packed. Thirty five lanes, filled with families and children. There was noise, but it was good noise. So we waited for our turn, almost an hour later.

Since we`ve been married our parents have only been around each other a couple of times. So this was a nice change for everybody. When it was finally our turn we grabbed our shoes, bowling balls and headed to the lane. I`ve never had so much fun bowling, and I was awful. We cursed at the gutter balls, high-fived the strikes, laughed and joked and enjoyed every single moment. We snapped pictures all the while. We didn`t want it to end, I`ll admit, but it did.

My mother-in-law had made reservations at a nearby Thai restaurant so we headed there in three cars, one by one by one. The next hour and a half flew by. We told jokes and stories and reminisced. It was three years ago to the day when we were engaged and all gathered around a restaurant table for the very first time. The food was amazing. But the company made the day. Family day. With family. I said we should turn this into a tradition. And I think we just might.

We said bye to my parents who were heading home. I stood in the parking lot as they drove away. W`s parents suggested some fresh air and skating at a nearby park. We paused and then agreed. So we followed them across town to this little park filled with other families doing the same thing we were. Enjoying the day together. It took awhile to find a spot to park but we did. A good hundred steps or so across the damp, partially muddy grounds. The ice was soft and choppy but perfect nonetheless.

As her parents laced up their skates and W took more pictures, I went inside the venue to find some skates to use. I grew up on skates, it seems, but it had been years since I last tried a pair on. I grabbed a seat on the bench and tied up my skates as I had done thousands of times before. It felt familiar, because it was. The air was fresh and cool against my cheeks as I sat there. There was a flashback to my earlier days, spent on countless outdoor rinks and countless empty cold benches. I missed it.

The ice wasn`t great so we only stayed for about an hour or so. I did small laps around the seasonal rink, avoiding smaller kids ducking in and out of my path. The rough ice nearly brought me down a few times but I held on. For a few brief minutes I felt like a kid again. I could feel the smile on my face grow wider. Even with a hundred or so people on that rink, I felt as if it was my own private patch of ice. Every time around I caught a glimpse of my wife, standing there and smiling back. But I wasn`t alone out there. I saw fathers and daughters, mothers and sons, people of all ages. Families. Together.

W and I saw her parents off. Said our goodbyes. And then we made our way back home. We talked about how much fun we had. How we already missed our parents. And we wished family day next year would hurry up and get here again. When we arrived home we got ourselves ready for the next day and week and spent the last couple of hours of a beautiful long weekend spending time together. That`s my idea of family day. With my family.

Monday was special. Different. It felt and acted like Sunday usually does. Long weekends tend to do that. We spent it with the most important people in the world, each other. Family day has a way of bringing people together that could get together at any time. It just happens that way. It started off relaxing. It was comfortable and gentle. It was easy. Easy like Monday morning.

From my kitchen to yours,



 Fried Egg Open Face Breakfast Sandwich


  • 1 sesame seed bagel, halved
  • 1  avocado, halved and thinly sliced
  • 4 prosciutto slices
  • 2 slices of fontina
  • 1 tsp. lemon juice
  • 1 tbsp. butter
  • 2 large eggs
  • dash of hot sauce
  • tsp. finishing salt


  1. Using a saute pan over medium heat, add the prosciutto slices and cook for two minutes per side, or until golden and slightly crispy.
  2. Using the same pan, add the butter and begin to melt and then add the two eggs and cook until desired consistency. Meanwhile, toast your bagel halves.
  3. Placing one bagel half on a plate, top with half the sliced avocado and top that with half the lemon juice to prevent browning. Use a dash of your favourite hot sauce over the avocado and then place the two crisp prosciutto slices over top of that. Add a slice of fontina over the prosciutto.
  4.  Add the fried egg over top and finish with finishing salt and a turn of cracked pepper.
  5. Serves two.


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Maria February 23, 2012 at 9:52 am

I love long weekends and now I have that song in my head:) Great breakfast-love the avocado!


Brian February 23, 2012 at 9:56 am

I do love those long weekends. Glad you got to relax.

This breakfast looks magical. I think you need to open up a B&B :-)


Living The Sweet Life February 23, 2012 at 10:01 am

I can’t help but fall in love with your writting, each time I read your blog. Your posts are like stories to escape for a moment from reality. Each recipes play the role of the protagonist, always shining through. Yet again, another great recipe :)


Michael February 23, 2012 at 12:09 pm

Thank you for the kind words. Thanks for always coming back to read more.


Cassie February 23, 2012 at 11:28 am

Long weekends are the best, especially when sharing them with the ones we love. This breakfast sounds absolutely perfect!


Wendy Lewicki February 23, 2012 at 12:20 pm

Family is everything to me and I am so thankful we got to spend it together….you are the most amazing husband and I am grateful for the life of joy we live….happy family day to you! xoxo


Samantha February 23, 2012 at 1:07 pm

This sounds like such a lovely family day!

Family Day is celebrated in my home province, but not where I’ve moved. I was quite bummed this year to not be spending time with my family. There’s always next year!


Mom February 23, 2012 at 7:31 pm

It was a fun “family” day and we should do it again, not just once a year. Maybe I will be the top scorer again or not!
Great looking egg sandwich, will give it a try on the weekend


notyet100 February 23, 2012 at 8:55 pm

Ummm drooling ,..:)


Jan J. February 24, 2012 at 3:21 am

Family Day is such a great idea and so is that yummy breakfast sandwich. I have never tried prosciutto – a little expensive on a single mom budget – but I think I will try these for my girls.


Jimena February 24, 2012 at 3:24 am

What a beautiful family day! I really love long weekends and all the time you have to spend with family.
Breakfast looks delicious!


Jessica @ How Sweet February 24, 2012 at 8:04 am

Such a great post. You have an amazing way with words my friend!


Melody February 24, 2012 at 9:17 am

What a great idea – family day! Sounds like you all had a wonderful time.


The Cozy Apron February 24, 2012 at 3:08 pm

We truly are nothing without our families, our loved ones- what an eloquently written and personal piece, Michael. I thought about the fact that all that I desire to do in my life, any success that I hope to have, is for the betterment of my family that I love so much and hold so dear. And getting to that place when we can actually ‘miss our parents as they drive away’ is a divine place, one that takes some time and maturity, doesn’t it? I’m grateful for it. Another lovely post, my friend- have a restful weekend with W if you possibly can.


Sneh | Cook Republic February 25, 2012 at 12:25 am

Always love reading your stories :-). We both seem to have soft centered eggs on our minds today(I posted something similar). Great minds huh?


Sara{OneTribeGourmet} February 25, 2012 at 10:54 pm

Michael, what a lovely family weekend full of lasting memories, I’m so glad you got to enjoy it with the loved ones! Great breakfast sandwich!


Mónica Pinto February 27, 2012 at 6:38 am

Delicious breakfast!
Reading your post was really soothing. Great writing!


Liz February 27, 2012 at 4:31 pm

What a great recipe and a great story! Wish every monday could be like that :)


sara February 27, 2012 at 9:57 pm

Oh wow, this sandwich looks absolutely amazing! I so want that for breakfast tomorrow. :)


Sylvie @ Gourmande in the Kitchen February 29, 2012 at 1:28 am

How fun! I haven’t been bowling or skating in so many years!


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