I had been trying to catch up on the blog earlier this week, but the wind got knocked right out of us. We were only a day behind when Election Night rolled around, so I had visions of plopping down in front of the computer, sipping at a glass of wine in celebration of our first woman President as I typed up the two blog posts and got all caught up. Well, that certainly didn’t happen. Instead, I spent the night in horror, bouncing from news site to news site, waiting for the surge to come in Pennsylvania, in Michigan, in Wisconsin…only to be disappointed over and over as the map slowly turned red. The celebratory glass of wine was replaced with a medicinal glass of whiskey. And then another.
Wednesday morning, we stayed home. Sarra blew off her classes and I worked from home rather than going in to the office. Neither one of us could believe that hate won the day. Our adult children came over to the house, and we all sat around in our pajamas and ate our feelings.
The Day 8 prompt, which fell on Election Day, seemed appropriate – “Far Away: If you dug straight down, where would you come out? Make something from that country!” We all wanted to dig a hole straight down and climb into it. The problem with that (or perhaps the best part of it?) is that if you dug straight down from our house, you would wind up drowning in the middle of the Indian Ocean, about 300 miles from the nearest land – the Crozet Islands, a territory of France. There are no towns, no cities, and no villages in the Crozet Islands, just a lone research station housing 18 to 30 French scientists, depending on the season.
We woke up wanting something comforting. We had half a loaf of “Texas Toast” bread in the house (it’s just white bread sliced really thick), and I decided to turn it into French Toast. Now, I don’t know if French Toast is really a French invention, and I certainly don’t know what French scientists eat at a remote, barren outpost populated predominantly with Macaroni Penguins (that’s really their name!), but French Toast just seems like something anyone should like.
I have to admit that this breakfast was an experiment. We’ve been eating Follow Your Heart’s Vegan Egg since it came out, but we haven’t tried using it in French Toast. So, I mixed some up, added a little almond milk to thin it out, and flavored the batter with cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, and maple syrup. I soaked the bread in it, and fried it up in some Miyoko’s butter.
I cooked these suckers for a few minutes on each side to achieve a nice, crispy texture on the outside, but the custardy texture of the inside remained intact. These actually came out tasting just like their non-vegan counterparts. I’m pretty pleased and excited that it worked, and I’m looking forward to more experimentation with the Vegan Egg!