Ode to Beef Stew

I really enjoy eating desserts for breakfast. I don't know why I enjoy it so much. Maybe because I hate breakfast food and I like dessert food.
See, it's one thing to wake up in the morning and eat spaghetti or a sandwich. But when I wake up in the morning, my mother always reccomends the same thing.
Oatmeal. Oatmeal or fruit.
Now, I don't know about you, but I don't care how nutritious it is, oatmeal or fruit is not the kind of hearty meal I want to start my day with.
Honestly, I think the best breakfast food out there would be a hearty bowl of beef stew. Things that are hearty are just made to get me rollin' in the morning. Oatmeal is not hearty. Sure it has fiber, but where's the soul?! I just don't want oatmeal for breakfast.
The next best thing of course, is a nice bowl of ice cream. Or a brownie.
Because if I can't have beef stew, I want some butter pecan ice cream. It's not hearty but boy is it nice to wake up to something that's not oatmeal.
But between you and me, I get more excited about eating beef stew. Because I've only had it like twice, and both times it was simply exhilarating. Like floating on a cloud of beef.
Actually that sounds disgusting. More like sinking your teeth into the flank of a large non-predatory animal with almost no defenses while chomping down on some stewed carrots and celery. Yeah. It's like that.