When I was in Ste. Geneviève last weekend, I went into an antique store across the street from where I ate lunch. I found a lot of random trinkets, and I also literally stumbled on the shop owner napping (more on that later on my Instagram).

One of my favorite finds, though, was strawberry rhubarb jam from Chicken & the Hare, a farm located close to Ste. Geneviève in Bonne Terre, Missouri. I try to buy local jam every spring because it tastes better than the store bought kind. I should probably make my own soon, but I keep getting distracted by the convenience of buying it already canned and ready to go.

I couldn’t wait to try the jam Monday morning. I toasted some slices of Companion multigrain bread, spread some Kerrygold Irish butter on top and then slathered on the jam. I also sprinkled some hemp seeds on top because, why not? They looked like toast confetti.

Sometimes, I feel like making toast for breakfast is a cop out. Even though I know most of the world considers this a normal breakfast, I get distracted by smoothie bowls and slow cooker oatmeal. Then, I realized that breakfast can be whatever you want it to be. It can even be cold pizza, even though I wouldn’t do that EVERY morning.

Here’s a song that reminds me of this toast. It’s about appreciating the simple things in life, which, honestly, we could all do more of.