Blame it on my previous entries that had me lurking around pinterest looking at pretty French toast pictures.
And you know what? I just had to. (HOW CAN YOU NOT, I ASK. HOW CAN YOU NOT.)
New bread had arrived yesterday, and the preservatives ensure it won't go stale just yet, but I wanted that decadent eggy maply-syrupy goodness with bacon RIGHT NOW. So I indulged: cooked the toast the way I did previously minus the cinnamon, and threw in the bacon right after.
And reader, let me tell you, one crappy picture says more than a thousand words:
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