When our children were in their teens, the kitchen was often the location of much foul temper at a time of day when I’m best not spoken to… so my lovely DH started bringing breakfast for both of us up to the bedroom. It was lovely to share a quiet moment together at the start of the day. They’ve now flown the nest but we have carried on the habit — and it’s my favourite time of day. In theory we are both reading the news, but in practice DH can’t actually read much because I’m busy sharing what I’ve just read. And we both work so no lounging about! It’s on a strict timetable. I’m up and out with the dog by 6am, then at the piano until 7:30 whilst DH makes breakfast. Then back to bed to eat before showering at 8, and out the door by 8:30.
Works for us! I even manage toast without getting crumbs everywhere. Each to their own of course!