Showing posts with label french toast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label french toast. Show all posts

Thursday, May 5, 2011

French Toast Tutorial

So a few weeks ago I made a confession that I didn't know how to make french toast. I had directions but every time I made it, it turned out goey and undercooked in the middle. I didn't know what I was doing wrong! So off to my friend Michelle's house for a late lunch and a little kitchen lesson...

We followed her recipe;

3 eggs, dash of milk, a little salt (her mil's secret ingredient) and then a little bit of vanilla (my contribution)



mix it up.


add some cinnamon
(she added cinnamon after each bread dipping so that each piece got a good amount)



She used a griddle set on 350 degrees. I don't have a griddle so she said to put the stovetop on medium to medium/low.


here's the secret: leave it alone.

I was flipping them waaaaaay too fast. Just let them be. Let them get to know one another. 


flip 'em. (eventually)

You can add extra butter to make sure the other side crusts up real nice.


And voila! Real french toast! No soggy gross mess! Whoo hoo!

Now here's where Michelle really outdid herself; she made homemade syrup. Yeah. delish & super easy. Who knew? 

Here's the recipe: 1 cup sugar + 1 cup brown sugar + 1 1/3 cup water.
Bring to a boil for 5 minutes. Pour into a container.

that's it. seriously. 


yum.

Thank you Michelle!








Thursday, April 7, 2011

To the Moms out there...

I found this great website that I wanted to share! It's http://www.ontobaby.com

Really cute stuff and a very well done site. This baby shower is especially cute.

And I have another confession to make. Well two confessions.

The first one is I apologize to those parents that get rid of their pets after they have a baby. I used to judge. I used to think, "then why even get a pet?" Yeah, and now I get it. They are dirty, they take up time and money and wake up the baby pretty much every. single. day. There's been more than once that I've wanted to dismember my dogs little bodies and bury them in the backyard. A little harsh? Maybe, but after you've spent a whole day just trying to get a grumpy little girl to nap and then they bark at the neighbor playing basketball in his front yard and wake her up... Yeah. Madness ensues.

My second confession is a baking confession. I don't know how to make french toast. I mean, I know the ingredients but every time I try to make it, it comes out gooey and undercooked in the center. I have trouble shot a few times and I still don't know what I'm doing. So if there are any french toast ninjas out there please share your secrets with me. I will love you forever.