Ode to toast

20131029-224743.jpg

In the morning, when you have good bread and don’t have to eat in your car, there’s nothing better than buttered toast.

For good toast, it’s all about the bread. The craggy nooks and airy, chewy texture of the so-called Tuscany sliced bread from Giant Eagle’s bakery turns out the PERFECT toast. That’s right – I’m shouting. It’s good toast.

The top of the bread, where it’s really airy and craggy, gets close to burnt. It’s the same roasty, toasty aroma that emanates from Stauf’s coffee roasters in Grandview in the early morning hours.

This perfect toast is what I had for breakfast today. It was fuel for turning the living room into a ‘zoo,’ going to the park, hitting Giant Eagle for a few odds and ends and gas for the Black Pearl, making dinner, helping the kids paint approximately 19 pictures, and getting them to bed by 9pm.

No Wonder Bread toast, please.

20131029-224832.jpg

20131029-224842.jpg

20131029-225345.jpg
This is an entirely gratuitous but wonderful shot of Mag at the park. If Magnus were a food, I think he’d be buttered toast made with good bread. Golden. Complex and chewy. Special.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s