Below, you will see a hearty breakfast. The giant, chopped, beautiful strawberries are store-bought. If you look closely, just below the eggs to the left of center is the tiny strawberry I grew. I gave this little jewel to Roy and I found a matching strawberry in the plastic container to put on my plate. I lied and told him they were both home grown but only made it through half the breakfast before I broke down and told him the truth. I felt a little inadequate.
Next, I heated some olive oil in my pot and sauteed the onion and garlic. Then, added the cabbage, oregano, and some white balsamic vinegar.
I removed the lid to the pot and added the greatest spice known to man kind: butter. I left the pot open so that the liquid would start to boil off and create a creamy sort of sauce and then I added some chickpeas for more texture.
When most of the liquid was evaporated, I dished the mixture into my bunny bowl and ate my sexy cabbage. It was creamy. Yeah, creamy cabbage. It's real.
While all this was going on, I started infusing some vinegar with pineapple sage and orange mint. For instructions, see here.