A Word on French Toast

Nothing really beats the sound of butter sizzling in a frying pan. Until you plop down a piece of eggy bread in the middle of it and cook up a solid serving of french toast. French toast used to be one of those things that I thought was incredibly hard to make so I normally just let someone else like a restaurant make it for me. UNTIL NOW. Because GUYS, it's NOT THAT HARD.



I love keeping it simple. Nothing against the nutella-banana-stuffed-french-toasts of the world, but even the most basic homemade french toast feels comforting and decadent and lets the cook proclaim, "IT'S NOT EVEN 10AM YET AND I'VE BEEN PRODUCTIVE."

If you've got a baguette laying around (ah baguettes, a love/hate story for another day) go ahead and slice up a few pieces, dip those things in a egg whisked with a bit of milk, cinnamon, sugar, and nutmeg and fry them in a pat of butter for a few minutes on each side. Bada boom. Bada bing. Your morning is automatically on the right track.