Valentine’s Day breakfast

French Toast

The lonely heart is surrounded by sweetness nevertheless.

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French toast and pears

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It’s been a while since my last French toast. The last time I made one, I think, I didn’t have cinnamon. This time I made sure I put some.

Putting extra stuff was spontaneous. I had pears, raisins, Dewberry cookies, and maple syrup in the ref — so I stashed a bit of each into the toast.

Morning sugar cravings satisfied!

French piece

I did my first French toast today yesterday. Too bad I didn’t have cinnamon. But the vanilla and butter and milk turned out okay. I had fun immersing the bread into the egg-milk-vanilla concoction and frying it to a golden brown and somewhat puffed up because of the eggs.

French Toast

And then I added an omelet for more fun. Plus the yogurt — I don’t actually know why I suddenly threw it on the toast. The combination didn’t seem to go very well, so I immediately scraped it off; yummy.

But the toast wasn’t very good. It only looked very good. I suppose it’s the lack of flavor; cinnamon could really have made it awesome. I settled with honey to sweeten the food. It was okay.

Note to self: Buy cinnamon.

Update: This morning I re-fried the leftover toast. Not much difference from yesterday’s. Then I friend an egg using butter — tasty! And fatty.

French Toast Redux