Anonymous wrote:One of my lifetime top meals was the buttered toast and tea my midwife brought me after DC1 was born (London). She handed baby to DH and brought me a tray. I hadn’t had anything for hours, was exhausted yet slightly giddy from gas and air…that toast was divine!
Anonymous wrote:It’s nice, no doubt. But to me buttered fresh baguette is where it’s at.
Anonymous wrote:My DH is the cook at home. He used to make "bread assortments" for my DD for late night snacks. "Daddy, can you make me a toast assortment please?" DD would shout at around 2 am, and DH being an absolutely sweet natured besotted dad would get up, go down to the kitchen, toast 2 breads and then cut them into 4 pieces and put butter, cheese spread, jams, spices etc, and present it to our little princess. The tradition has continued...DD is now in her 20s. When she comes home, DH will make toasted bread assortment for her (and himself) at some god awful time.
Anonymous wrote:Okay I have a buttered toast memory to share.
Growing up in an Indian city, I had grandparents who lived in the Indian countryside and had farmland. My grandmother's kitchen in the country had a giant old electric butter churn, and she would get the milk from buffaloes on the farm.
She would make homemade butter and homemade ghee, and ship it to my parents' house in the city.
This butter was pure white (buffalo butter tends to look like that, not yellowy) and very, very thick. Buffalo butter (and buffalo cream, and buffalo yogurt, and buffalo ghee...) is unbelievably delicious, and I would have it on toast in the morning before the school bus arrived.
When I had friends over for sleepovers, we would always end up in the kitchen at 3 AM, eating buttered toast. My friends literally died over my grandmother's butter.
I miss those days. I may try buying butter from a local farm in this area.
Anonymous wrote:We used to eat buttered toast with cinnamon/suagr heavily sprinkled on it for breakfast. Oh, to grow up in the 80s-90s!
Anonymous wrote:
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 wrote:Butter is horrible for your health.
Anonymous wrote:My DH is the cook at home. He used to make "bread assortments" for my DD for late night snacks. "Daddy, can you make me a toast assortment please?" DD would shout at around 2 am, and DH being an absolutely sweet natured besotted dad would get up, go down to the kitchen, toast 2 breads and then cut them into 4 pieces and put butter, cheese spread, jams, spices etc, and present it to our little princess. The tradition has continued...DD is now in her 20s. When she comes home, DH will make toasted bread assortment for her (and himself) at some god awful time.