A Toast to the New Year (White or Wheat?)
Jan 13th, 2008 by Marilyn
I didn’t want a toaster in the house. We’ve never had one, because if there is butter, jam or cheese around, we suddenly become people who can eat a whole loaf of toast.
Back in our Chicago glory days I used to bring warm baguettes home from the bakery. I’d split it open with a serrated knife and slather it in butter, then gorgonzola cheese, and then we’d snack on the whole thing. Standing up in the kitchen. Maybe with red wine.
So clearly, we’re carb cravers. And no toaster, no toast – right?
D’oh!
