Memory of mom: in recent times, Anthony and i observe Shabbat with challah bread. We would make French toast with the challah bread. This weekend was the first time we did Shabbat in a while. It brought back memories because every time we made French toast mom would always have some. She loves French toast. Mommy would always have it with powdered sugar, I would have it with Nutella and Anthony would have it with maple syrup. Anthony got into cooking with the cast iron, mommy secretly enjoyed the cast iron though she would never admit it. Also looking in her spice cabinet she always had an over abundance of cinnamon and vanilla, she always had eggs and bread in the house. Looking back, it was like she was always ready for French toast!
Though I know she is having something better the French toast right now. I wish I was having this weekend’s French toast with her.
