"I want French toast with honey!" says my three-year-old, grumpily,
each morning. "No, I want French toast with honey and syrup!"
Something about French toast - its buttery, egg-dipped carb-tastic-ness - is just the ultimate breakfast comfort food. It's good when you're a baby, it's good when you're recovering from a hangover (grease protein carbs = first rate hangover cure).
In my opinion, it's the most comforting of all breakfast foods, replete with every good thing we want on a cold January morning, and easy, to boot. You can have hot, golden-brown, supremely comforting French toast on your table in 12 minutes flat. Start your timer.










