My mum thinks French toast is just bread soaked in egg and sticks everything in the oven at 200°C and I mean everything
The list could go on and on but that would turn this post into a text wall
My mum thinks French toast is just bread soaked in egg and sticks everything in the oven at 200°C and I mean everything
The list could go on and on but that would turn this post into a text wall
My Mother was a very stereo typical United States mid-west housewife cook. She could cook a protein, a vegetable, and a starch and get it on the table. Everything would mostly taste OK, but outside of salt, pepper, and the occasional herb, the flavors were all the same. She did do a couple of things pretty well. Her meatless lasagna was actually really good.
My Dad could cook pancakes and he did the grilling. That’s about it.