Today I made french toast for me and Bread Pitt. Oh my gosh. I totally did NOT mean to type that but I totally did. Freudian foodie slip! Bahahaha!
Anyway, I used challah bread for today’s french toast and it was great.
I love the word challah. Enough that I listened to the pronunciation over and over and over again and giggled each time. I giggled because I like to say HOLLA! afterward, just like a gangster rapper. So, in a way, I was a French Jewish Gangster Rapper during breakfast today. It was awesome.
Hollaaaaaa! Challaaaaa! Wanna be a french toast baller!!!
Okay, enough.
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