On Photos and French Toast

I have another little bit of Facebook trivia for you.  If you do Facebook… don’t you get a kick out of the things that people will comment upon?  You can say something important and it goes by without as much as a “like” click.  Or you can say the most random little thing, and the next thing you know you’ve got twenty comments.  You’ve struck the proverbial nerve!

Last week I was working away on my photo albums.  I’m not one of those people who puts together beautiful scrapbooks with wonderful decorations.  Once in awhile I’ll try to doll up a special album from a vacation or a holiday, but for the most part I’m just trying to keep all the thousands of photos from our big families and great friends in some semblance of order.  I had fallen behind, and it was just time for the massive job of pulling everything out, making piles everywhere, getting serious with that little cropper, and putting pictures where they belonged.  I mentioned with glee on Facebook that the task was complete, and the comments began to fly.  Aha!  Many of you out there in internet-land have this very same task awaiting you.  Well, don’t let me stop you… pull it all out today and begin!

Completely off of that subject, but along the lines of “who knew there would be so many comments?” is the one about French toast.  I put that all-important news on my status… that we’d had French toast with cinnamon and sugar for breakfast, and wondered what people liked to put on theirs.  I warn you!  Don’t get my family going on this.  We are fanatics about our cinnamon and sugar.  We think syrup, powdered sugar… well, anything other than the cinnamon and sugar mixture should probably be outlawed.  I loved my nephew’s comment.  “Syrup is for waffles.  Cinnamon and sugar is for French toast.  That’s just the way it is.”

My mom’s family and my dad’s family have always eaten it this way.  I remember the first time I ordered French toast at a restaurant.  Couldn’t believe it when it came with some syrup in a miniature metal cup on the side.  I asked if they had cinnamon and sugar, and the waitress looked at me with that “bless your little heart, you must be the village idiot” look.  What in the world??  I thought the cinnamon and sugar was the key ingredient to the whole deal.  I’m not talking about a little cinnamon in the milk and egg mixture.  I’m talking about that wonderful blend you keep in a special container in your cabinets, just for putting on the table when you’re having French toast.

Anyway, we seem to be the anomaly and not the norm.  Where did this come from?  Is it an Oklahoma thing?  I guess not.  Gary’s family is also from Oklahoma, and they use syrup.  It has taken almost 28 years to break Gary of this habit!  Notice I refrained from saying “bad habit”.  I don’t want to be offensive here, but I do cringe when I see syrup being poured where cinnamon and sugar belong.

Well, I’m sorry.  It’s not pretty.  But you’ve had to witness my bossy, critical, stubborn side.  If you’ve never had buttery French toast with cinnamon and sugar sprinkled on top, along with a great cup of coffee… by all means… don’t let me stop you.  Give it a try this weekend!

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10 Responses to “On Photos and French Toast”

  1. Katie Howell says:

    Amen Sistie! I wouldn’t have it any other way!

  2. KIm Mann says:

    Cinnamon and sugar – the only way to go for those in the know.

  3. Jodie says:

    I cringe when I see syrup poured on delicious French toast! I’ve tried it that way and there’s just no comparison to the real deal (sugar and cinnamon!)

    Always reminds me of Granddad cutting it up into little squares to go along with my pink milk. Talk about a food that has memory association!

  4. Sharon Davis says:

    I am even ordering up a special cinnamon because the big vat I got at Wal Mart just doesn’t have the correct cinnamon flavor! Love that French toast, the best thing the French ever gave us! LOL

  5. Cheryl says:

    HaHa…except the French didn’t give it to us. They don’t have a clue what it is, except those who have been to America. And not to get it started again, but while I love French toast in Portales, I also love my homemade sourdough, CRISPY French toast with half and half, cinnamon and vanilla (the last time I even tried a little almond flavoring) mixed with the egg and then served with my hot, freshly made maple syrup. I know. Your family is bigger than my family so I’ll have no comments supporting my recipe! But you know what? I love all you guys anyway. Hope you’ll all still treat me like family even though I am a renegade!

  6. Sandy says:

    Actually.. your recipe sounds delightful. Come on out here to Portales and make a batch for us. Even better… a French Toast Cook Off!

  7. Katie Howell says:

    French fries didn’t come from France, either! That’s one of the first things they taught us in French class 🙂 I think they came from Belgium, if I remember correctly. HAHA…This conversation seems to be digressing- sorry Sandy!

  8. Cheryl says:

    You two always make me smile…and that’s quite a feat these days. Just ask my family and my day charges! Maybe I just need Sandy to come cook some French toast for me. Yes, Katie, I think Belgium might be right. Probably some debate on that as well. Hmmmm, a cook off! We’d get lots of good food that way. In all honesty I like many kinds of French toast (just not the Denny’s variety!!), and pancakes, waffles, cinnamon toast, quick breads…you get the drift. That’s why I stay so “fluffy”. Sigh.

  9. Doris says:

    Just to let you know, (I do appreciate your childhood favorites) you’ve evidently never eaten my mother’s homemade bread as French toast. Of course, it was good as milk toast, toast (Or even just bread) with fresh cream with cinnamon and sugar or even salt & pepper. Oh, the memories! By the way, I can’t really say that about todays loaf bread, unless it is home made!

  10. Sandy says:

    I would love to have some of Grandma’s bread made into French toast. Mmmmmm… a slice of heaven!

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