Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Flour on My French Toast

Breakfast on a school morning? Well, usually, I eat a protein bar or instant oatmeal after I get to work. And I have been known to get a pack of crackers out of the snack machine. But not this morning.

No way. Today, I cooked French Toast for the two little girls who hold my heart in their hands. As I stood in the kitchen one of them said, "Umm, I don't want flour on mine...cause last time the flour made it taste awful...and I couldn't eat it...ok, Nonna?"

You may be wondering why anyone would sprinkle flour on French Toast. I mean syrup or jelly, sure. Honey or molasses, maybe. But flour?

Definately dumb.

So, let me explain what happened the "last time" I made that delectable dish.

I dipped the bread into the egg and milk mixture. Put butter in skillet. Transferred bread from bowl into skillet. Cooked bread. Removed bread. Got clear canister containing white powder out of pantry. Sprinkled white powder onto my Perfectly Prepared French Toast.

Left my PPFT on counter to cool.

Went upstairs for something. Don't remember what.

Returned to kitchen.

Darlin' husband asks, "Why did you put flour on your FT?"

I give him a certain look. You know that kind of look, don't you, sweet girl?

The kind that says: You Have So Lost Your Mind If You Think That I Would Ever In A Million Years Put Flour On My Perfectly Prepared French Toast.

But I simply reply, "Why do you think there's flour on my PPFT?"

Darlin' hub ignoring the fact that I'm glaring at him--I mean giving him that certain look--says: "Well, I know there's flour on your FT."

Me, smugly. Because I know I absolutely Did Not put flour on my PPFT ask him: "And how do you know that?"

Darlin' says: Because I tasted it when you walked upstairs. And you put flour on your FT."

So then, I tasted my PPFT.

And it did taste awful. Because I had sprinkled flour on my PPFT. But it wasn't supposed to be flour. That white powder in the clear, unmarked canister with the blue lid looked like sugar. It should have been sugar. I thought it was powdered sugar.

But I was way wrong.

And I was way annoyed. I looked around the room to find the culprit responsible for ruining my PPFT.

I demand: "Who put flour in that clear canister with the blue lid?"

Darlin' hub vehemently denies the deed. The four-year-old and the ten-year-old reply in unison, "Not me."

Only one person remained. She was way too proud to admit that she had sabotaged her own PPFT. So she put it in a ziplock bag. Took it to work. Microwaved it. And ate the ruined, nevertheless, PPFT anyway.

And the moral of this story? Well, there are two of them.

The first comes from a guy named Micah.

He [God] has shown you, O man [and us sweet girls, too], what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God (6:8).

And the second moral is this: Either label your canister, or keep your powdered sugar in the box.

Following these guidelines should make swallowing our PPFT and our pride a little easier.

Sweet dreams,


p.s. Have you ever thought you were oh so right only to discover that you were way wrong?


  1. Mis-labeling has gotten me into a lot of trouble in days gone by--never a good thing to put the "flour" where the "powdered sugar" belongs. How I pray to live less confused where my heart is concerned and more on track with Jesus.

    Love you friend.


  2. Love this post Deb!! Thanks for your transparency!! It's inspiring

  3. What a great post! I'm new here, visiting via Tea's blog.

  4. Laughing with you over this one, Deb. Oh, how I hate to eat humble pie...er...floured French toast.

    Blessings to you!

  5. How about garlic salt in place of sugar on top of a homemade apple pie? Not good either! Have a great day, Deb!

  6. LOL...I love this story...thank you for sharing it. I made cookies one time....and used salt instead of sugar....(in the wrong canister)....I am glad to know there are others like me out there!!!!!!

  7. Loved your post......

    Like Mother-like Daughter....Remember when Mom put salt in a cake. YUK!!YUK!!

    Give me wisdom to walk the right way and strength to rise above the things that would pull me down. (Proverbs 28:26)

    Love Ya Lots,
    Next to Big Sis

  8. Sis,

    I remember when she baked a pie and forgot to add sugar...we sure laughed at her about that.

    But I think she probably laughed the most.

    Miss her so much!

    Thanks for sharing the verse from Proverbs...am needing extra wisdom and strength this week.

    Love you bunches.

    Sweet dreams.

  9. this cracked me up....love the way you gave that lesson

  10. so funny! Are you kidding me? so right only to discover that you were way wrong? Happens a lot to me!!! Ha ha. xo

  11. Dear Deb,
    This is really funny...and yet how many times before I have found myself to be in the same predicament.

    Glad you enjoyed your floured FT... just so you never forget the important lesson behind it!

    Glad to read a post from you again!


  12. Deb, my dear sweet Deb ... I think of you so often ... and have wanted to call you a million times -- usually when you are at work. ;( Today is crazy, tomorrow isn't much better, but maybe we can talk Sunday night? If chaos doesn't ensue around my house, I will call you. Miss you.

    The other day I lost my phone in Walmart ... Micah had it in the car before we went in and I was SURE he didn't give it back to me. I lectured him on how it was expensive and he couldn't just be so careless with someone else's possessions ....blah, blah, blah. I went on and on ... checked all over Walmart until I found it in the Pharmacy -- where I had left it. Ouch. Apologies to my innocent son were quick and profuse!

  13. oh so yes - many times. Great story!

  14. I remember my grandmother accidently putting coffee in my hot chocolate! LOL Then my mom visited when my second son was born, fried chicken and accidently used something not flour! The best of moms make mistakes - and the best of moms admit it! I, too, have learned that I am fallable(sp), which is so stinkin' humbling! Wonderful post with such a beautiful, gentle honest-check delivery!

  15. Thinking about you today and hoping you are doing OK. Miss seeing your posts! ~ Grace and peace. . .