'Pancacon' is only the most splendiferous, uber-awesome, scrupdillyiscious breakfast treat of all time. Bar none. So suck it, smoked apple sausage, your salad days high atop the breakfast totem are over. O. V. E. R.
I know everyone's got Thanksgiving on the brain. But me? I'm thinking about migas. What exactly are migas, you ask? That's precisely what I asked myself recently when I stumbled upon a recipe for them online.