Since hitting my 40s and finding myself with a little more free time away from the responsibilities of “child raising” (Or should it be “parent raising?” I feel that is the more appropriate term. They’re still the same people they were when they were little, have attitude, a little gross and sweet, but I certainly am not. I have less temper tantrums and now put away my toys…. I digress), I find myself now setting up playdates with other women. This process usually takes the form of coffee, lunch or my favorite…breakfast. I find nothing gives you an opportunity to assess the possibilities of a new friendship like finding out what they’ll order for breakfast.
Here’s my thinking….
Egg white vegetable omelet – Very conscious about food choices. Physically active. Translation: Always be wary when said individual asks if you want to do something fun…could be a 10-mile hike. Not likely to be asking you out for ice cream. They will keep me humble.
Vegan anything – Loves animals. Socially conscious. Translation: High-maintenance friendship. Can’t just call on the spur of the moment and say, “let’s do lunch.” Must be willing to call them three days before said playdate to properly prep and research vegan options at restaurants. Their personality makes it totally worth it.
Early-bird breakfast – Financially responsible. Coupon clipper. Thrift store shopper. Translation: Does not do Tupperware parties, raffle tickets or cash donations, but will always be there with hands-on help.
Eggs, bacon and gluten-free bread – Bowel issues. Translation: Minimal boundaries. I can feel free to discuss bathroom habits and abdominal cramping without shame. I can get real.
Eggs benedict – Lives in the moment. Loves butter. Translation: Kindred spirit. Will do ice cream.
After creating my breakfast friendship-judging formulation, I had the opportunity to take it for a little test run. A new friend invited me to do breakfast, and you know what she ordered,
Chicken strips and waffles!
This friendship is way out of my league. I’m not sure I can keep up with her.
Note: I do not in all seriousness judge any of my relationships based on breakfast. This kind of shallowness is the antithesis to everything I believe in…
The important thing to consider is do they have a dog.