French Toast « New Orleans Style »
I went on a hike up the hill this morning. Two kilometers, 3,000+ steps, 28 floors. Not bad. All I could think of on my way down the hill was the almost complete loaf of challah bread laying on our kitchen counter. It has been there for a few days, and by now, nobody wants to eat it. So… what to do with challah bread? Of course, you know the answer to that! At our house, only Patrick and I like French toast. The kids have never really wanted to try it. (I know! I don’t get it either.🤷🏼♀️ ) So, I’ve learned to make just enough for two. It’s super easy to make. But ever since I visited New Orleans when I was a teenager, I’ve liked to serve mine « New Orleans style. » I don’t know if there’s such a thing. I just remember that when I ordered French toast for breakfast at the inn my mom and I were staying at, what they brought to our table was the definition of …