Mmmm... Have I ever told you how much I love food? Just the smell of browned butter was enough to send me dancing around the kitchen the other night.
I have stale challah. And when life gives you stale challah, you make french toast!
Eggs, cream, cinnamon, nutmeg, a pinch of clove, stale challah, and marionberry syrup courtesy of my muh-ma-in-law. Today is a good day.
1 comment:
we love french toast with the stale good bread in our home too!
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