This was not a good Bastille Day for those unfortunates in Nice, but I am commemorating France in general today with French Toast for breakfast and French Bread Pizza for dinner.
The French toast pretty much speaks for itself. It came out quite well, I thought.
This was my breakfast – two poachers, two slices of French toast, and two halves of a breakfast sausage patty.
Continuing with the French theme, we had a Pizza Supreme meal, with hot Italian sausage, mushrooms, pepperoni, mozzarella cheese, Vidalia onions, colored peppers, black olives, and a new temptation – anchovies. It had been on the order of ten or more years since I have purchased a tin of anchovies, but the tiny dabs you see here on each pizza, sent shivers of saltiness all through my body. I am not a big salt eater, so these guys were definitely noticed.
I baked them straight in the oven in the cast iron skillet that I had sautéed the veggies in. It worked great, and took just a short time because the pan was already good and hot.
There is one of the big pieces left from last night. Any takers?
Adventures of Dorrie Anne 
yes, send some to Hamburg, dear Judie, looks very delicious, virtual hugs Mitza
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On their way! ;->
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Sounds very delicious Judilyn:))
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Thank you! We certainly enjoyed every mouthful!
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