Challah French Toast at Home
Even when you wake up at 9am in Vermont, it seems that the day is already inching toward sunset, creating long shadows on the breakfast table. Today, we woke up to temperature in the negatives. Before going on a walk, the only thing to prep us for such condition's was my mom's French toast. A couple of days ago, before hitting the unfortunately icy slopes, it involved a crusty sourdough. Today, she sliced up challah from the bakery at Stowe's Harvest Market. Drizzled in pure Vermont maple syrup and dusted with cinnamon and sugar, each slice was swallowed with a ceramic mug of Green Mountain Coffee.













