We were supposed to have a healthy stir fry tonight. Complete with riced cauliflower instead of rice. I had tofu marinating in the fridge and chicken in the freezer. But the first time in my life, I came home and realized that I actually really did have stale french bread on the counter. If I had stale french bread, I really was almost done french toast.
So, no chopping of vegetables, no grating of cauliflower. It was a milk bath and then creamy delicious french toast with real maple syrup. Alas, no given maple syrup, but store bought, but the real thing nonetheless.
November 21st, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: French Toast Wednesday. sigh of contentment . .