I'm waiting for my guests to come to the table. Tired of waiting and unable to find the new bag of brown sugar which I KNOW I bought last week, I've been killing a couple of birds with one stone with some satisfying payback thrown in, by bashing an old bag of brown sugar turned to rock with an iron meat cleaver. Each bash of the cleaver is sweet revenge for the number of smoke alarm bleeps which emanated from their room through the night and will, I'm thinking, rouse them from their beds in short order. I predict their arrival in the dining room any minute. I'm confident that the sticky french toast will make things right.
Blue Skye French Toast: dip slabs of wholemeal bread into usual f.t. mixture. As first side browns in melted butter (an iron skillet works best) spoon brown sugar and a bit of cinnamon on top. Flip and repeat. Top with finely chopped walnuts. As this is Fat Tuesday, eat and enjoy. We can diet through Lent together.
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