My lady friend’s birthday is today, which is funny, because the French think they own July 14 (something about independence). Listen up, Franci-pants. You make a mean toast, I like your fries and thank you for taking Jerry Lewis off our hands. But that is my lady’s day!
For breakfast today, I made French Toast, in honor of my wife’s independence from the womb. Soft Ciabatta bread, soaked in an egg, milk and cinnamon is pan fried in butter till golden deliciousness is achieved. Vive la Jamie.
Bon Anniversaire to Jamie!