If there are smurfettes there can be ranchettes, that’s all I have to say on the subject.
A little background information for those new to my blog, I was born in The Bronx, NYC. And spent the last decade living in Las Vegas, NV.
Now I live on 10 ac. On a mountainside just off the Mexican border. My neighbors reign from cottontails to hornytoads and rattlesnakes so you need a hardy breakfast before doing chores.
A hardy ranchette breakfast, NYC style.
Cheese pizza, add artichokes for vegetable requirements, and a egg fresh from the chicken for the breakfast component.
The other reason it’s breakfast after 10 am it is too hot to think of turning on an oven.
Perhaps my next project should be an outdoor over.