I have always been a huge fan of breakfast and I’m a serious champion that it is the most important meal of the day, at least in the top 3 anyway. And for most of my life (until I was almost 30) I was sure that the word breakfast was actually a synonym for sugar…
I actually grew up believing in a creed that went something like this…
“In the beginning… and on one of the days…God created cereal…and it was good.”

 And I simply couldn’t get enough. A typical morning included a giant bowl of one of the coveted monster cereals: you know Franenberry, Count Chocula, or if I was feeling especially randy…