Keep in mind two things:
- I can't cook. I've burned water. Literally. I'd have starved to death years ago if it weren't for my husband; and
- Since I just found out that I can actually write a post and schedule it to release on a later date (Joy!), I'm still doped up on the cold meds mentioned in the last post while I write this.
Okay, this recipe is special to me because it's literally almost the only thing I can cook without the use of a microwave. I don't remember where I learned it, but I've known it for a long time now and I break it out occasionally on the odd Sunday for breakfast.
Here's the recipe.
LJ's Easy-Peasy French Toast
- milk
- eggs
- vanilla
- cinnamon
- nutmeg
- cloves
- Get up wondering why you're awake on a Sunday morning
- Drink coffee
- Drink coffee
- Pet the cat
- Decide you're hungry
- Find a frypan and some sort of dish big enough to hold a slice of bread and some liquid without getting it all over the counter.
- Crack maaaaybe three eggs into the dish
- Add a couple blorps of milk into the dish (uh, maybe a quarter cup? I literally pour it in and listen to it go "blorp blorp"
- Grab the vanilla bottle, pour it and count to two
- Add a bunch of dashes of the cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves
- Stir up the whole thing with a fork
- Remember to turn on the stove, set to HIGH cause you have no patience (if you do and/or want to be able to walk away from the stove without testing your fire alarm, set it lower)
- Drink coffee
- Put a piece of bread into the egg mixture. Let it soak a couple seconds, flip it over. Let it get to your preferred soggy level
- Slap the bread into the pan (repeat if you have room for more than one)
- Watch the pan sizzle and drink coffee.
- Check the bottom of the bread numerous times to see if it looks cooked.
- Flip the bread over.
- Push the bread randomly around the pan with a spatula while it cooks.
- Put everything on a plate
- Go wake up the husband and find out he wants one piece less than you just cooked.
- Realize you're out of maple syrup
- Enjoy!
