It’s father’s day in Australia and most families celebrate with a get together, be it breakfast, lunch or dinner. But living the distance that we do it’s hard at this time of the year. I know I have siblings in other states that would also like to make the trip but they are good fathers themselves. I even have a brother who is in another country traveling for work and I suspect he would be feeling the loss of not being with his family.
We also have the Royal Adelaide Show on here at the moment and I suspect many families would spend their day together at the show. I loved the show, I would eat all of the wrong things fairy floss, hotdog on a stick covered in batter and then drowned in ketchup, the farmer hates them. I think they are known in America as a Corndog. Nothing like the breakfast I prepared for myself this morning to celebrate Fathers Day.
I suspect many a father will get breakfast in bed, made by their spouse or children or step children, my father this year got to spend it with one of my lovely sister in laws and a couple of his grand children. As I stated we are far and wide this year. I was lucky they came and stayed with us at the farm last weekend. We are lucky we were given nothing but encouragement, confidence and love when we were little, which turns into confident, competitive and successful adults which we are all passing onto our children, nieces and nephews.
I’ve decided to change some eating and drinking habits over the coming months, I have been absorbed with work and creating avenues for our lamb and beef business and this absorbs most of my working time. I try and get to exercise (not as much as I like) but being a farmers wife I try and use homegrown products, especially our grassfed meat #BullysBeef locally grown like the #EarthEggs the number 1 pastured ‘free range egg farm in Australia (and a good friend). When eating chicken I go for the #LittleGreenbushPoultry another good friend and South Australian product.
I’m moving bread out of my diet so I decided to lightly grill a wrap this morning, poach my egg and lay it on a bed of baby spinach, cherry tomatoes and mushrooms. It tasted as good as it looks. I will admit though had we been going to the Adelaide Show I would have eaten a dagwood dog instead. Happy Fathers Day to all the men out their who take the responsibility of rearing children with love, whether they are biologically related or related by marriage, uncles, big brothers, step-dads and grandparents.
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