The joys of buttered toast

[Anonymous]

Honestly, I've come to really, really savor old fashioned buttered toast (sweet white bread with butter made from cow's milk). I've been having only that for breakfast every morning this week. It's actually such a luxury - remember how George Washington's weird mother wrote him a letter when he was on the battlefield in Pennsylvania, not giving a f**k about his safety but requesting that he send her butter? And white bread was once a luxury too. And getting a slice of bread evenly sliced, and then toasted to the exact burn that you want, is also a modern miracle.

So according to my distant ancestors, having buttered toast for breakfast is basically a sign that their lineage won at life or something.

Sorry but I actually feel very passionate about my morning toast. I like that it's chilly outside but my slices of bread are being warmed up. I like how the butter starts to melt on warm toast. I love the texture and flavor combination when you eat it. I enjoy it so much that I don't even want coffee with it anymore. It's SO GOOD.

I literally made SIX SLICES OF TOAST this morning just for myself, and I don't know what's gotten into me?

Does anyone else get like this sometimes?

[Anonymous]

Agreed, except that I'm a spoiled French person and need my cultured butter (made with fermented cream, not fresh) instead of the bland non-cultured version.

But you can do better, OP.

Boil an egg until the white is coagulated but the yolk is still runny. Place on a cute eggcup on a plate. Pop open the top. Cut the hot buttered toast into fingers and arrange on plate. Dip fingers into the yolk and savor. Eat white last, with perhaps a little sprinkling of celery salt.

Heaven.

[Anonymous]

I just had a slice of homemade bread (so not even perfectly shaped or sliced) with butter and honey and felt like I was experiencing one of life's great pleasures. I'm with you, OP. Buttered toast ftw.

[Anonymous]

I agree— although sometimes i put jam on my butter

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Honestly, I've come to really, really savor old fashioned buttered toast (sweet white bread with butter made from cow's milk). I've been having only that for breakfast every morning this week. It's actually such a luxury - remember how George Washington's weird mother wrote him a letter when he was on the battlefield in Pennsylvania, not giving a f**k about his safety but requesting that he send her butter? And white bread was once a luxury too. And getting a slice of bread evenly sliced, and then toasted to the exact burn that you want, is also a modern miracle.

So according to my distant ancestors, having buttered toast for breakfast is basically a sign that their lineage won at life or something.

Sorry but I actually feel very passionate about my morning toast. I like that it's chilly outside but my slices of bread are being warmed up. I like how the butter starts to melt on warm toast. I love the texture and flavor combination when you eat it. I enjoy it so much that I don't even want coffee with it anymore. It's SO GOOD.

I literally made SIX SLICES OF TOAST this morning just for myself, and I don't know what's gotten into me?

Does anyone else get like this sometimes?

Lol. Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?

[Anonymous]

I definitely go through toast phases. My favorite is dave's killer bread. Butter both sides. Eat with hot chocolate.

I also like heavily buttered toast with a slice of gouda on top.

[Anonymous]

I love buttered toast. White sweet bread, not so much but to each their own. I make a wheat bread (not extremely wheaty, maybe slightly wheaty) and that buttered and lightly toasted is AMAZING.

[Anonymous]

Hello, my tribe!

[Anonymous]

OP here. Love that you all enjoy these simple delights too.

Oh, I agree that there are plenty of accoutrements that you can add in, but I deliberately omitted those. I've had eggs and soldiers, and I've added marmalade or jam to buttered toast...but this was simply a need to state how good the plain original is.

(I will try the honey addition one day - haven't done that. I have a bottle of hot honey - honey infused with chili peppers - that I bought on a whim weeks ago and haven't touched since then.)

and PP from 12:26, your dad and I would get along famously.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I definitely go through toast phases. My favorite is dave's killer bread. Butter both sides. Eat with hot chocolate.

I also like heavily buttered toast with a slice of gouda on top.

Same about Dave's, but not buttered on both sides. That's crazy talk.
Sometimes I like just jam with no butter.
Sometimes I like cool toast with cool butter that doesn't spread or melt.

[Anonymous]

I love buttered toast made with Wegman’s Italian bread. So good. And the slices are little, so you can get at a bunch and pretend it was equal to maybe 2 slices.

[Anonymous]

I'm the OP. I apparently misread PP from 12:26 and thought they said "Dad" when they said "dave". It's my butter haze, apologies.

[Anonymous]

Right there with you OP. I buy absurdly overpriced sourdough every week and there is nothing quite like munching on heavily buttered crispy slices of toast and drinking my coffee while the world starts waking up.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I'm the OP. I apparently misread PP from 12:26 and thought they said "Dad" when they said "dave". It's my butter haze, apologies.

Lolol I was Killer Dave was my dad. Free bread for life!

[Anonymous]

Also (I'm the OP, I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY) my embarassing confession is that I like to spread the butter thickly. It doesn't look polite or civilized or lady-like at all. I just load up each slice of toast till you can basically just take an educated guess that there is some toast beneath the butter.

Getting used to its flavor, which I never really took the time to do before. We just take butter for granted, even extremely good butter. But its sooo satisfying and nourishing and explodes on the tongue when you eat slowly. Which, thanks to a lifetime of anxiety, I guess I never really did before?