Blueberry shortcake weather

Saturday I slept till the cows came home and when I woke up I knew, it's blueberry shortcake weather. this kind of weather is when you can hear the birds outside (they are deafening) and the grass is wet even though it's sunny, and there are huge clouds only slightly obstructing the the sun that is hitting your window like a searchlight. "wake up!" it says, and bake.
















Obediently I set a pot of blueberries on the stove with some blackberry liquor and let it simmer. still in my pajama's and covered in flour I am as happy as I will ever be. next I make a simple batter, (completely vegan and sugar free no less) folding in bluberries, nutmeg, and lemon zest. as they bake the berries burst and begin to ooze down the side, my hands are stained blue.




















To complete this breakfast of champions I sandwich each cake with honey greek yogurt and the blueberry liquor that's been simmering this whole time. It taste like dessert, and the best part is that everything in it is absolutly good for me. now THAT is truely a masterpiece.
















My mom wakes up and her mouth is instatnly as full as mine. by noon we are just finishing what should have been lunch, our plates stained with blue and creamy paintings. what a good way to start a saturday.