I love big weekend breakfasts. I love cooking them, I love preparing for them, I love eating them. We had a whole bunch of All-Clad that needed de-virginizing, so I decided that this was the weekend to go nuts with a big Sunday breakfast. We shopped for a few hours on Saturday afternoon. (Granted, that was because traffic was hellacious, and apparently Whole Foods and Publix were the places to be). I didn’t really have a solid plan other than I knew I wanted to make french toast with challah, some sort of berry reduction/syrup/goodness, and turkey bacon.
Bright and early Sunday morning, I went for it. I turned the eggy challah into french toast– thick, puffy, and delicious. I cooked down berries into the most delicious berry sauce on the planet. JP fried the turkey bacon. Then we ate. And ate. And ate.
If you haven’t ever made french toast with challah, do it. Now.
Who else does big weekend breakfasts?