Cinnamon French Toast

We've had a string of very hot days followed by two days of rain and this morning was the first "brisk" morning of the year. It's the first day of September and this month symbolizes a lot of firsts. The first day of school, the first football game (at all levels) and the first practice at Victory. It was also the first cool, lazy morning that required some quality home cooking. It also became Isaiah's first French Toast experience...and it won't be his last.

I anticipated a French Toast morning last night, so I bought some fresh made cinnamon bread from the bakery. I like an unsliced loaf of bread so I can determine how thick each piece will be.

I thought I would give Isaiah a real French Toast experience by breaking out the cast iron skillet. I coated the pan with butter and evenly spread the bread, soaked in batter, across the cooking surface. The smell of butter frying bread on an iron skillet is quite possibly my favorite aroma on Earth. It had our entire house smelling like a greasy spoon cafe.

The batter was very simple. I used four eggs, milk, a dash of salt and vanilla. We've been privy to using cage free organic eggs lately. It even allowed us to eat our eggs during the recent recall. I don't know if it's all in my head, but these eggs taste so fresh. They're definitely worth the extra dollar.

The French Toast was spectacular and we had a wonderful time eating breakfast as a small family. We even danced a little. Isaiah out-ate his mom, again. He loves breakfast, meaning I will be making a lot of French Toast for many years to come. I'm certainly not complaining.