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Citrus Sweet and Cinnamony French Toast



Breakfast is considered to be the most important meal of the day. It is the meal that kickstarts your metabolism, wakes your body up and gives you the initial fuel you need for your brain to start activating critical thinking skills.

There are those that cannot turn down a thick stack of pancakes, a dense and icing filled cinnamon roll or a maple soaked waffle.  I am more of a savory food lover and have a preference for an egg omelet with a ton of veggies and spice with a buttered English muffin. However, every now and again I can handle a sultry sweet and tantalizing breakfast and most recently I was introduced to an ice cream toped citrus and sweet French toast breakfast and I haven’t stopped raving about it since.

In Australia they not only have options for French toast other than butter, powdered sugar and syrup, but in fact, it is not uncommon to have ice cream with breakfast, especially French toast. I went to a friend’s house for a “light” breakfast the other morning and discovered the hidden secrets of Pandora’s French toast recipe box.

Here is what you need:
Regular French toast ingredients (Bread, eggs, skillet and butter)
Make French toast how you would when your mom would make it on Christmas morning, but while it is still warm squeeze fresh lemon over the top and then sprinkle a pinch of sugar and however much cinnamon you want. Try and keep the toast warm while making the rest and when a stack is as high as you want it to go plate it and scoop some vanilla ice cream over it.

Have it with ginger lemon tea and bon appetite.  

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