french toast sunday

Sundays are the day for making and eating French toast. Especially with black black black coffee and NPR on my kitchen stereo.

I give you: Egg Nog French Toast with Bourbon Walnut Maple Syrup

solo e pensoso

Alone and pensive, the deserted fields

I measure with steps deliberate and slow;

and my eyes I hold in readiness to flee

from a place marked by human footsteps.

No other defense I find that can save me

from the peering eyes of people;

because when laughter and cheer are spent,

from outside can be read my inner flame.

So I have come to believe that mountains and beaches

and rivers and woods know of what fibers

is made my life, hidden from others.

Yet paths neither so rough nor wild

can I find where Cupid does not seek me always

to debate with me, and I with him.

- Francesco Petrarch