(Burnt) French Toast
Joe wanted French toast and pancakes last night while we were all hanging out at his house, so after a quick grocery run, everyone settled in the kitchen to cook. I was appointed the French toast maker, since I had bragged I made it so well, Joe made blueberry muffins and Heather attempted pancakes.
So the first few pieces of toast were burnt, I made a bit of egg mess, and the kitchen was filled with smoke. At least it wasn't black smoke! The muffins turned out decently. And the pancakes...well, after a little confusion and help from Mike, I think they turned out fine. I say think simply because I didn't eat any pancakes. But no one died, so I call the cooking a success!
And now, I leave you with a song.
All around the country and coast to coast
People always say what do you like most
I don't want to brag, I don't want to boast
I always tell 'em, I like toast
I get up in the mornin' about six a.m.
Have a little jelly, have a little jam
Take a piece of bread, put it in the slot
Push down the lever and the wires get hot
I get toast
Now there's no secret to toasting perfection
There's a dial on the side, and you make your selection
Push to the dark or the light and then
If it pops too soon, press down again
When the first caveman drove in from the dregs
Didn't know what would go with a bacon and an eggs
Must've been a genius, got it in his head
Plug the toaster in the wall, buy a bag of bread
Oui mouisser bonjour coquette
Un croissointe vouzi-vette
Maurice Chavelir Eiffel Tower
Oui Marie baguette bonsior
(sorry about the bad French translating!)