It is Sunday morning, the boys actually slept in until 7-ish and I managed to get at least 7 hours sleep so I am feeling pretty fabulous! I woke up with the idea of baked beans, poached eggs and bacon all smothered in the green tomato, jalapeno and cilantro salsa I thought I made last night (must of been a dream because the raw ingredients were still sitting the fridge this morning!).
I wasn't the only one dreaming of breakfast- Max greets me with 'What happened to French toast- we haven't had that in like 35 years!' ( I love kids sense of time). I agreed, it had been a long time and the fact that we still had berries in the fridge made the breakfast choice all that more appealing- meaning I didn't have to pull out the food processor first!
Thick slices of day old bread, a lick of butter on each side then doused in a mix of milk, egg, cinnamon and a hint of orange juice before being lightly fried in more butter. There you have it, a crisp outer crust then cutting into a soft, creamy center piled high with fresh berries doused in maple syrup- it really did taste yummy!
Thanks Max, lets hope we don't have to wait another 35 years.....