Memories of French Toast.
When I was young.... jeez seems like eons ago, my dad would make me French Toast for
breakfast in the morning. I thought it was the best thing in the world. I felt as if I was King.
Also, that my dad was the best and coolest. Genius. I mean to whip up a breakfast in seconds and make it taste like a $1,000,000.
He never let me cook. Still don't know why. Trade Secrets??? But, he did let me watch.
Never could I speak while he was in the kitchen. You know "Genius at Work."
Well Dad, memories... I remember to this day...French Toast.
So here we are 40+ years later.
Conversation comes up and my wife is talking about French Toast.
Her mom would make them. Same recipe???
I usually buy my daughter the frozen kind in the supermarket.
I hate the smell of them.
Finally, to bring the memory game back and let my 6 year old know about
her grandfather she never got to meet, I decided to make my own French Toast.
Just like my dad did. Eons ago.
2 slices of rustic bread (French Loaf, Sourdough, etc.)
1 Tbsp of cinnamon
1 Tbsp. of 1/2 and 1/2
2 Tsp. of butter
Top with your favorite fruit and maple syrup.
I heated a fry pan on top of my stove.
Medium heat and placed my butter in the hot pan.
Whipped my eggs in a bowl. Added the half and half and cinnamon to the egg mixture
and whipped the mixture again.
Coated both my bread slices with the liquid.
Placed them in the hot pan and lightly browned both sides.
Removed, topped the toast with slices of banana.
Added maple syrup.
You could add any type of fruit. I used to pick wild blackberries at Mechanic's Field
but that's another story to tell. Did I mention nutmeg. Hmmmm.
Could add that too.
Breakfast in bed.
Thanks Dad. and...Grandpa.