Saturday, August 24, 2013

Baked French Toast - Freezer meal

I'm just going to pretend that i haven't been AWOL for the last five months.  instead, i'm going to share a recipe that so easy and so yummy i just can't keep it to myself!

Baked French Toast (Freezer meal)

What you need:

  • 13x9" baking pan that you don't mind being without for a while (i use the disposable foil pans with lids from GFS Marketplace)
  • one loaf (16z) day-old baguette or Italian bread from the markdown rack
  • 3 c milk
  • 5 eggs
  • cinnamon - maybe a tablespoon
  • brown sugar - 1/4 to 1/3 cup
  • nonstick spray
  • foil and plastic wrap if your pan doesn't have its own tight-sealing lid

What to do:



  • snatch up the marked-down baguette or Italian bread from your grocery or bread shop.  go ahead and get 2 or 3 if they have 'em.  just get extra eggs and milk!
  • cut your loaf into 1/2" to 3/4" slices (i do finger-width). cubing it also works.
  • spray your pan with the nonstick spray
  • arrange half of the slices of bread in the bottom of the pan.  cut/tear to make them all fit and fully cover the bottom of the pan.
  • Sprinkle the bread with cinnamon and all the brown sugar.
  • arrange the second half of the bread over the first layer
  • sprinkle with cinnamon again
  • whisk together the eggs and milk
  • pour evenly over the bread, tilting the pan as needed to get into the corners
  • wrap tightly, label  and freeze until you need it


How to Cook:

  • Thaw the pan on the counter for an hour or so, or in the fridge for several hours (if you have the time.  this can be baked frozen but it's not ideal)
  • bake loosely covered at 375F for about 40 minutes.  pull it out and check it.  if it's still pretty cold/solid, re-cover and bake another 30 minutes or so.
  • once it's heated, uncover and bake another 5-15 minutes to brown it up.  you should really be smelling it now.  
  • Let sit for 10-15 minutes before serving.  Devour
  • if you need instant gratification, let the pan sit for a couple hours (up to 8) in the fridge to soak up all the liquid, and then bake, cutting the time down.  
  • Serve with bacon or sausage, fruit, and the satisfaction of feeding a bunch of people a very impressive meal very easily.


My Notes:

  • Next time, i will let the dish sit in the fridge to fully soak up the milk/egg mixture before freezing.  the upper-most bread was dry.  not horrible, but not ideal.
  • if i forget to do the fridge thing, i will flip the frozen block o'French Toast over in the pan before thawing, so the liquid soaks the dry bread on bottom as it thaws.
  • i may also try splitting this into two single-layer pans, although i did kinda like the crunchy-on-top/gooey-on-bottom layering.  
  • with the brown sugar in it, it really didn't need syrup!  
  • it was wet enough on the bottom that it didn't really need butter either
  • i still used both butter and maple syrup on the crustier pieces.  
  • ALWAYS use a baking sheet under foil pans in the oven.  ALWAYS.  
  • frozen solid casserole would travel well for holidays
  • you can do the same basic thing but swap the cinnamon and brown sugar for cheese and veggies and meat.  equally yummy, equally easy, equally impressive.
  • i was raised on meat and poultry thawed on the counter year-round, so i don't really fear leaving eggs and milk to thaw in a climate-controlled kitchen.  I'm more concerned that my cats will scale the cupboards and feast on my food.  Obviously, do what you're comfortable with. 

Thursday, February 14, 2013

can I buy spoons??

February is a fairly heavily-scheduled month for me.  there's wine-tasting, knitting group, two different stitching groups, an orchid show, bad movie night, and more.  I went into this month feeling pretty good about it.  some of these activities are new to me, some involve new people and places.  My natural tendency is to be a hermit, but I know I need to try harder to be social, thus the full dance card.  And I was doing great ... but then I had trouble sleeping Sunday night, getting maybe four hours of sleep.  Monday night I got about three hours of sleep.  Ditto for Tuesday night.   i was such a zombie on Tuesday that i skipped the knitting group, thinking a quick grocery run and an early night would set me straight.  no such luck.  

i was pretty down on Wednesday from having missed something i planned to do.  I mean, no one was expecting me, and I didn't let anyone down (but myself) by not showing up.  I guess the letdown hit me kind of hard.  It was a reminder that no matter how much I want to do things, get out, be social, be normal, I'm still someone with multiple chronic illnesses, and I don't always have the final say.  

I was confiding to my friend B at lunch today about being nervous with my busy weekend -- plans Friday night, Saturday morning, and most of Sunday! -- but she didn't quite get it.  i'm worried I won't have adequate recovery time, pushing myself too hard too fast too many days in a row.  No, I'm not running marathons or climbing Everest, but being alert and engaged and all that takes spoons, and I'm not in charge of how many i get, or they get spent on a particular day.  I'm meeting an entirely new group of people on Saturday, and that takes a lot of out of me, remembering names and manners and reigning in the snark.  

It makes me mad.  it makes me want to shake my fist and scream (whine?) "it's not fair!"  it makes me want to remember to cherish the days when i DO feel good, all the times i've  spent running from sun-up to sun-down without a care in the world.  it makes me remember that for as much as there is in my control, there is just that much more that is not.  

Sunday, February 10, 2013

four out, one in

I'm not one to revel in the misfortune of others, but when I found out that Blue Jacket Books in Xenia lost a good chunk of their inventory due to a plumbing malfunction, it was just the push I needed to deal with the piles of books I'd been saving hoarding avoiding dealing with.

Troops were rallied via their Facebook page, and I publicly committed to doing what I could.  on Friday I called the shop and spoke to the owner, making arrangements to bring my stuff out on Saturday morning.  I potentially had a LOT more to offer, but Lawrence said he wasn't taking retired library books.  He has no problem with them personally, but they just don't sell.  

After weeding out the retired library books, and pitching a couple that somekitty peed on, I had four grocery bags of books.  mostly paperbacks, a few nonfiction.  He took them sight unseen, which was a relief.  Just in case, my second stop on my errand-run yesterday was the nearby Goodwill, just in case I had books leftover.  I did not want to bring any of them home.  

I went to Goodwill anyway, and got a top for me, some kid-jeans for a coworker's grandson, and a couple sweaters to be frogged  for the yarn.  Do I need more yarn?  no.  but frogging sweaters and knitting scarves are good TV activities, and help me justify my chick flicks and Torchwood marathons.