I had big plans for today. I woke up this morning feeling on top of the world. I slept in with no alarm clock, and was super excited to tackle my laundry list of projects that have been racking my brain the last week while I was visiting my family in New Jersey.
Today was supposed to go a little like this:
Home Depot in the am, followed by a little painting, measuring, hammering, and using power saw. After that project, I would move on to revamping furniture, sewing, and a little more painting. Sounds productive right? I thought so too.
Here's how today actually went:
Quick trip to look at an apartment with a friend, Facebook, TLC, Skyping with the hubs. Not quite as productive as I had hoped, but I think the last few weeks of hosting family and traveling to see family caught up with me.
For the record, I managed to pull myself off the couch and mow the lawn. With a manual push mower. Yes, I am selling tickets to my gun show.
So, today didn't quite go as planned but to be perfectly honest, I fell into a "blah" mood and could not pull myself out. I needed a little pick me up, a sweet treat to welcome what should be a productive week ahead of me.
Bring on the french toast!
Because I didn't get creative and productive with the house today, I brought some creativity into the kitchen. I had a craving for french toast, and with no one around here to object, breakfast for dinner it was!
I looked around on my favorite www.food.com for a french toast recipe, but soon decided I would like to let my own culinary juices flow.
When I have a craving for rich food, I'm going to do it right. The whole grain bread in the pantry was not going to cut it. I needed to go back to my roots for the perfect bread. Challah. Forget french bread, and poo on Texas Toast. If you want a good, thick bread, challah is the way to go, trust me.
Now, imagine my delight when I went to the grocery store and got the last loaf of challah bread. Imagine me even more delighted when I found that my gorgeous loaf of goodness was $3 off as it was leftover from the weekend. Holla! Sorry, I could not get throught this post without at least one. That felt good.
So how did I turn my braided beauty into a delectable plate of egg soaked splendor? Here's the lowdown:
Mix 2 eggs, a 1/2 tsp of vanilla, cinnamon and sugar (go crazy), a little milk and a quick squeeze of honey into a bowl big enough to dip the bread. Whisk, or fork, it up!
Soak the bread until it's loaded with egg in every pore, throw it on the griddle and lightly brown one side.
Flip it, and spread a light (or heavy- it's up to you) layer of cream cheese on top.
Allow the other side to cook and voila! Deliciousness.
One quick note: I don't know about you, but I full-heartedly believe comfort food must contain one of two things to be certified comforting: cheese or chocolate. To oblige this strong belief, I grated some chocolate shavings on top. It had to be done.
And this, my friends, is how my blah Sunday ended sweetly.