One Bite Today Toast

Yes, there is a story behind that title!  ;->

About twenty years ago, when my mother-in-law was in her final days, and fighting dementia, her understanding of the relationship between time and food was “peculiar”.

Left to her own devices, there were sometimes multiple iterations of toast of one kind or another that appeared to have been nibbled at, but then abandoned at different places in the house.

This became known as “One Bite Today Toast”, as named by her other son, my brother-in-law, Bruce.

This morning, NOLA Boy requested French Toast for his breakfast, in celebration of his having successfully survived the second cataract surgery on Thursday.  There was still some egg mixture left over after having made his toast, so I quickly scarfed it up for myself, producing this lovely treat.

I prefer French Toast with just a bit of jam (Boysenberry here), rather than the whole works of butter, cinnamon, and maple syrup.  When I took the first bite out of it, and set it back down on the plate, the image brought memories flooding back, and this blog post pretty much produced itself!

About judilyn

RV'er, foody, caregiver, knowledge seeker
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3 Responses to One Bite Today Toast

  1. Peggy Bohler says:

    I’ve been thinking of you two.  It sounds like you are doing well. Happy birthday to Gary and a very merry unbirthday to you.

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  2. judilyn says:

    Hi Peggy !!!!! Long time, no hear!!! Are you suffering from the fires?

    Like

  3. Awww what sweet memories! So glad the eye surgery went well.

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