I love toast.
When I left home to go off to university, I spent the first three months living in a dingy hotel room and I ate submarine sandwiches every night (long story…) Over Christmas break, I learned that I got accepted into a Student Co-Op, and I celebrated by going to an all night diner that had toasters at every table. I ordered a slice of every kind of bread that they had and made toast after toast, and when I got through the first round I ordered another round, and another…
There is an art to toasting. You need to heat the bread to just the right temperature and sustain it just long enough so that the outer skin carmelizes. On one side, I spead a light layer of real butter, preferably Land O’ Lakes, but never margarine. If I want something more sweet, I choose honey over jam.
Ummm…toooastttt…