Feeling guilty for contributing to Danny's deliquency (see previous post) I thought I could make up for it by being a good dad and make a nice breakfast. I ran to the store to pick up fresh challah bread and sliced it nice and thick to make french toast. A creamy egg batter, cinnamon sprinkled on the top of each slice and top it off, some dark chocolate morsels to add a sweet cocoa touch.
Well, 0-for-2 for daddy this weekend. I think the french toast went over very well with Danny but the aftermath didn't go over so well with mommy. All a guy can do is try, right?
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