Ahh, Fridays. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
French Toast Friday. It's been too long, my friend. Simply too long. We are now joyfully revisiting a long-neglected Friday morning tradition. The rich, custardy center. The delightfully chewy crusts. The glorious goldenness of it all. Yes, it certainly was time to bring this tradition back.
Sigh. Now just add fresh strawberries...
Sorry. I've been going a little buck-wild with my macro setting lately. But it's such a rarity to see such bright, lovely strawberries in the dregs of winter. Forgive me; I pray.
...And you've got three happy boys chanting,"Yay French Toast! Yay French Toast!" Which, of course, is a part of this complete breakfast.
*snort* haha.
Happy Friday to you, friends! Do you have a favorite weekly breakfast tradition? Does Dad take over on Saturday mornings? Do you bust out the old waffle iron? Do tell!
Enjoy your weekend!
This sounds like a great tradition! I've started letting the boys make anything in the kitchen they want (within reason, of course) on Saturdays. So far it's just been cupcakes and cookies, but I think the fun will catch as they get a little older.
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