Thursday, December 8, 2011

Next Poem in the Series about Fall 2005

October 21, 2005
Bill made weekday morning french toast

just one slice each
using the leftover bakery bread
with lots of spices in the yellow egg mixture
and melted butter and syrup on top
I felt spoiled by such an unusual treat

It reminded me of the french toast I had
when we went out for breakfast a few weeks back
With fresh strawberries
and raspberry jam
simply amazing

As you raised the fork to your face
you could smell the sugar before the bite went into your mouth
Yet somehow miraculously the toast was not cloying or heavy to eat
The man who made that toast is a genius is what it is
Credit where credit is due

image source is here

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