I’m so glad you all like the Nutella Stuffed French Toast yesterday.
I kind of want to eat it for the rest of my life.
Forever and ever – AMEN.
What we have here, however, is the untold story. The story of destruction, tears, and broken glass.
It was innocent enough: I was reaching into the sugar jar to get some sugar for the custard part of the dish. As I set the lid down I didn’t line it up correctly with the base and it just SHATTERED.EVERYWHERE.
First came the curse word(s). Then the disbelief. Then the tears. Then the full-blown, total meltdown. Hey, I’m only 27. Young at heart 🙂
All I have to say is thank goodness it wasn’t the flour!