Breakfasts

Challah French Toast

I’m not into New Year’s resolutions. Flashy, sweeping declarations of plans to make “better” choices: to work harder, to eat smarter, to exercise longer. From my own experience, such plans usually involve deprivation –which as a concept is inherently flawed– and are always abandoned not by accident, but by reaching a breaking point mid-February, if not earlier. The cold weather mixes with the lack of whatever I’ve decided to omit (breakfast pastries, bread, refined sugar) and I find myself binging on chocolate chips to the point of sickness. I’ll sit on the couch and think about the resolution I’ve effectively “ruined” and begin to loathe myself.

And it is because of this that I resolve that resolutions are not just overrated, but incredibly problematic. I will not make them anymore.

I didn’t make a resolution to start running last year, I just did it, because I was upset with so many things I couldn’t fix and ACTUALLY running away didn’t seem a real option. I haven’t gone running much these past few (er– five) months because I’ve been busier and much, much happier. I haven’t had that urge to run away from the gnawing pangs of failure, hunger, and general gloominess in my stomach. I’m less motivated to go on night runs after work because there are actual fun things to do in the evening now, not just post-class homework and bed. I should motivate myself though, because there is a certain inexplicable pleasure I get from running around. And the horrible darkness that seems to start at 4pm is actually slowly happening later, even if just minute by minute, so maybe that’ll help.

I will try to be nicer in the coming year– to be less judgmental, or nit-picky, or whatever one would care to call it. I will save more money, because I’ll never actually be able to move out if I keep buying pretty dresses and $8 yogurt on a regular basis. And I really want to move out. I should probably drink less coffee, but I don’t want to do that, so I very well may not. I will try to be more comfortable in my own skin. I’ll eat more bread and less dessert, because I prefer baguettes to cake and there’s nothing wrong with that. I’ll wear more glittery eyeshadow too, because I really like glitter.

And I’ll try to make French Toast more often, because wow, is it delicious.

Challah French Toast (serves a 4-6)

1 loaf Challah
4 eggs
a few good glugs of milk
dash or two of cinnamon and cloves
maple syrup

Make the Challah and let cool completely. Slice into fat slices. Heat a large pan on medium. Whisk together the eggs, milk, and spices in a bowl large enough to fit the bread. Two slices at a time, soak the bread in the egg mixture until fully saturated. Fry the bread until golden brown, then flip, cooking the other side until the bread is heated all the way through. Continue with the rest of the loaf of bread. Serve by the pile-ful with lots of butter and maple syrup.

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2 thoughts on “Challah French Toast

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