Imagine your great‑grandfather seeing a "normal" breakfast from nowadays: a bowl of neon‑colored ultraprocessed cereal floating in almond milk that somehow contains no actual almonds. He’d stare at it like it was radioactive. He’d sniff it. He’d poke it. And then he’d probably lie back down and say, “You know what, I’ve seen enough. Put me back.” The wild part is that we’ve normalized it. We call it “healthy,” “light,” “quick,” “plant‑based,” “fortified,” “balanced.” But deep down, we know that if someone from 1900 walked into a modern supermarket breakfast aisle, they’d assume it was a prank. Maybe the real question isn’t what they’d think of our breakfast. Maybe it’s what we think of it—now that we’ve stepped back and looked at it through their eyes. And eat real foods, as we still have access to them. So, my dear people, let's swift a little bit how we start the day. I challenge you to eat real foods for breakfast. Today is Blue Monday, the saddest day of the year, they say. Let's make it a happy Monday by having a real breakfast: an omelet with a slice of whole grain bread and a hadful of rocket salad. Depending on your hight, age and weight, increase the quantity to your needs. Small change, big results. Share a photo with your breakfast for the next 7 days and you might win a copy of my ebook Ten Forgetten Medieterranean Superfoods and How to Use Them