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Sunday, June 17, 2012

French Toast for Sunday Brunch ~ The Aftermath . . .


Oh, that was delicious! French toast for brunch. Sure it used a dozen eggs, but, oh, yum!

My next door neighbor Chuck was the guest of honour. First, it's Father's Day and he's our in loco fathertis and secondly, it was a continuation of his birthday.

There were four of us for breakfast. Karen went off to church so we saved some for her. Kim regaled us about her first visit to Fremont and her first encounter with the Naked Bicyclists in the Solstice Parade.

Once we started talking about bikes, we talked about the STP (Seattle to Portland bike race) the RAMROD (Ride around Mount Rainier in One Day) riding in the abandoned train tunnels in the Cascades, riding from Germany to Copenhagen.




We talked about the Lenin statue and its pride of place on Leary Avenue and Kim got her picture taken with the Fremont Troll under the Aurora Avenue bridge. We talked about the education system in the US, Paul Krugman and the handbasket it looks like we may be in. We talked about this and that and worked our way through a pan of scrumptiousness.

Is this a great country or what!


Yes, we saved some for Karen!

 
Day 49 Everyday Grateful ~
Sunny, blustery day, friends for brunch.
Called the Bear in Milan to wish him a Happy Father's Day.
Happy!

Saturday, June 16, 2012

The Night Before ~ French Toast for Brunch


Tomorrow morning, friends are coming over for brunch.

I'm fixing a classic French bread for breakfast. There is something really comforting about whisking 8 eggs, 1/4 C sugar, 3 cups of milk, some fresh butter, Vanilla and a little nutmeg together and pouring the mixture over the 1 1/2 baguettes left over from dinner on Friday night and knowing it will be delicious.

I like to cut the bread into generous 2" thick pieces and stand them up in an oblong baking dish. When they are all arranged, I pour the egg/milk mixture over them, cover and put them in the refrigerator overnight.

When everyone arrives for breakfast, the house will be redolent with the smell of nutmeg, butter and vanilla baking. I know my little pan will not only be delicious but also beautiful when I take it out of the oven. I predict many oooh's and ahhh's will be heard.

I'll keep you posted.





Day 48 Everyday Grateful ~
Misty day, ran errands with Ramses.
Talked with Logan as he prepares to come to Seattle for Rent.
Happy!

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http://www.seattle-theatre.com/theaters/5th-avenue-theater/theater.php