A Small order of Pain Perdu, please

Pain Perdu

Ah,  Oui. Pain Perdu is the French way of saying French toast. They call it “lost bread”.  French toast didn’t even come from France. Nope, we can take our hats off to Rome for this tasty breakfast treat

Pain perdu (French): Literally: "Lost bread"; Translation "French Toast"; French definition: Dessert made of bread or stale brioche dipped in milk and eggs, sweetened and fried.

photo from French Learner

 

Simple But Tasty

French bread is a pretty tasty breakfast dish often served with maple syrup although I like a dusting of confectioners sugar instead. Some folks like fruit (especially strawberry).  Its pretty simple to make and it does work better with stale or at least day old bread. They dry bread absorbs the egg coating better than fresh. I prefer thicker cuts of bread too but usually will use whatever I have on hand.  (Pro tip: Warm the maple syrup before drizzling it over these beautiful slices of toast.)

Credit the Sister

I am going to give credit for this post to my sister. When I wrote about pancakes she commented that she prefers French Toast. So of course once that was in my head I had to make some.  I also needed a reason to try out the griddle on my new stove. Well I guess the stove isn’t so new anymore more but I still hadn’t tried out the griddle. It was so nice and shiny and clean. I was afraid I’d ruin the griddle and not be able to keep it clean. Well here goes nothing. Lets see how it does with French Toast.

French Toast Recipe

INGREDIENTS

  • 1 EGG
  • 1 teaspoon Pure Vanilla Extract
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 Cup milk
  • 4 slices of day old (stale)  bread

INSTRUCTIONS

  1. Whisk egg, vanilla and cinnamon in shallow dish. Stir in milk
  2. Dip bread slices in egg mixture, turning to coat evenly on both sides
  3. Cook bread slices on lightly greased non-stick griddle or skillet on medium heat until cooked through and brown on both sides.
  • This recipe is very forgiving. I almost never measure any of the ingredients and it always comes out good.

My Griddle

So how did my French Toast come out on my griddle? In a word, BEAUTIFUL! The bread took a little longer to cook than when I use a cast iron pan which was my skillet of choice but it browned much more evenly and the end product was great! Turns out the griddle cleaned up easily with a quick sponge down followed by a wipe with a paper towel. I think I’m in love with my griddle.

Here’s a picture of my golden brown French Toast on the griddle right before I plated and dug in. 

photo credit Deb Neumann

I hope you enjoy your Pain Perdu too! Bon Appetit!

 

 

 

Another 4th of July

4th of July

Another 4th of July is in the books. Happy Birthday America. I’m proud and happy to be an American but I don’t like  our celebrations. It is my least favorite holiday for that.  I don’t ever remember being really thrilled with fireworks even as a kid. They are loud and hurt my ears but at least I grew up in the country where you could put some distance between you and ground zero.  They are pretty to watch after all.  But then I got pets and moved to the city. Such fun, if you are a sadist, watching your beloved fur babies shiver and cower behind and under your furniture.

photo credit Deb Neumann

 

Banner

Banner is my calm boy. He handled this years Fireworks like a champ. We started out with a tremendous thunder and lightening storm in the afternoon. Mother Nature’s fireworks setting the stage for the evening. The rain came down in buckets. Banner snoozed through most of it but Balboa was gone in a flash.  When the rain finally let up and the neighbors started with the fire crackers Banner sat peacefully at the sliders and kept watch. The noise didn’t seem to bother him at all. 

photo credit DebNeumann

 

Balboa

Balboa is the perfect example of a ‘fraidy cat.  He went into hiding during the storm and I couldn’t even find him to feed him dinner.  I shook the treat jar and Banner was there in a flash but no sign of Balboa.  

As it began to get dark and the booms louder I closed up the windows and doors and put the A/C on.  I turned up the volume on the TV. It wouldn’t drown out the Fireworks but if would muffle it a bit.  I hoped that would calm my skittish kitty but no luck.

photo credit Deb Neumann

 

There’s our ‘fraidy Cat

Finally around 10 pm Balboa popped out from behind the dishwasher . He wouldn’t leave the kitchen. He would come up to the edge of the linoleum  and then sit down. He wouldn’t come into the living room for anything – even treats. But Banner went nuts. If I had any doubt that these cats had bonded this put those doubts to rest. 

Banner immediately started talking to Balboa. Lots of little chirps and merps then he got the zoomies. He raced back and forth from the living room to the bedroom and back swinging right up to Balboa on each pass. It was clear that he was trying to get Balboa to play. He might have succeeded eventually if right about then another big fireworks  hadn’t gone off. Boom! And Balboa was gone- back behind the dishwasher. 

Photo Credit DebNeumann

Around midnight I felt a bump on the bed and Balboa curled up next to me. All was quiet and dark and once again all is right in my little scaredy cat‘s world.

photo credit Deb Neumann

Rain and Kitty observations

Rain Rain Go Away

I saw this post on Facebook and I had to laugh. It took me back to one of my Hawaii trips. It was to the Big Island where I was going diving with Manta Rays.

May be an image of 3 people, people swimming, pool and text that says 'After seeing a group of people in a pool, huddled together under an umbrella to stay dry, I understand why Aliens don't visit us. AMERICASBESTPICS'

I was at the boat launch for the Manta Ray dive chatting with the dive master when it started to rain. It was just a few sprinkles , no thunder or lightening.  One of the other divers interrupted us to point out it was raining and ask if we were still going to have the dive. She was concerned about getting wet in the rain.  I managed not to loose it before she walked away. 

Manta Ray

internet photo

The Perversity of Cats

Banner and Balboa get along good for the most part. One of Balboa’s many nicknames is ALB (Annoying Little Brother). Banner is about 2 months older than Balboa and was the first one added to the household. He is amazingly patient with Balboa but everyone gets pushed to the limit sometimes. 

Balboa has to have attention all the time. If not from me he goes looking for Banner. Banner spends a lot of time in the bathroom sink since there’s only room for 1 there.

Photo Credit Deb Neumann

Let me give you an example. Balboa was asleep on my lap and Banner was sleeping in the Kitty Condo on the new cat tree. I had to get up and that disrupted Balboa so he went looking for Banner. When he found him in the kitty condo he began to inch his way in too. Not much room for both but Banner didn’t fight with him. Instead he wrapped his paws around him and started a crowded grooming session.

Banner & Balboa 2023 Photo Credit Deb Neumann

One More Of the Kitties

Another grooming session. You can see how much bigger Banner is than Balboa here but a lot of it is fur. Banner has a thicker coat that my Persian cat had. We are constantly brushing and combing to keep his coat from matting or him getting hairballs. That’s how he earned his nickname of Fluffy Butt. 

Photo credit Deb Neumann

 

 

Happy Father’s Day

Father’s Day

Recently Calvin and Hobbes cartoons started showing up in my Facebook feed.  C&H is definitely one of my all time favorite cartoon strips and with the arrival of Father’s Day it made me think about how fathers influence our lives. A lot of comments on the cartoons talk about how mean Calvin’s Dad is to him but I think that just people who are too wrapped up in today’s PC climate. I think what his dad does is hysterical. After all, Calvin could bring out the worst in most people.

Calvin appreciates his father’s wisdom and to prove it here’s a Father’s Day strip for your reading pleasure.

 

So Happy Father’s Day , Dad.  We love and appreciate your words of wisdom!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can’t see the Forest for the Cat Trees

More Cat trees

Getting the new cat tree put together ( finally) was a great move on my part. It is a major hit with both kitties. The chair scratching problem is almost gone. The only drawback is that the both want to sit on the same platform or sleep in the same kitty condo at the same time so there is some kitty bickering going on. I should have gotten a cat tree with 2 kitty condos.

 

I think the funniest thing is when Banner spreads out on the next to the top platform so Balboa can’t get to the high one without stepping on him.  It usually ends in a little spat before Banner lets Balboa pass.

Banner- photo credit Deb Neumann

 

Cat Tree- Photo Credit Deb Neumann

 

All this interaction  gave me the brilliant idea to get a cat tree for the bedroom. Maybe a bedroom cat tree would solve Banner’s tendency to serenade me morning and night. Keep him from getting bored while I sleep.

A Tree for the Bedroom

Considering what I learned from the Livingroom tree, I ordered a cat tree with 2 kitty condos this time.  “We” spent yesterday morning assembling the whole thing. I had lots of help from 2 excited kitties. The first thing you do is put the condo sections together.  They were checked out as soon as I put them on the floor. That’s a good sign. 

Bedroom Cat Tree- Photo Credit Deb Neumann

The Bedroom cat tree is as big a hit as the living room was and the dual kitty condo works great. So far minimal spats. I must admit that all of this in my bedroom is making me feel like a “hoarder” but if it keeps peace in the family it’s worth it.

Last night was quiet except for some tinkling bells around 3 am when Balboa got up to play with the dangly things for a little while. Both kitties are fascinated by the hammock but neither are brave enough to try it out. Banner got stuck in the round hole when he tried to climb through. His head fit fine but his fluffy butt was just too big! Don’t worry,  we got him free.