A few minutes ago they had been reading the paper and eating French toast.
Getting up in the morning and making French toast for breakfast.
I made him French toast, usually his favorite, but he wouldn't eat.
In the kitchen her mother was making French toast and the twins were already at the table.
Hoping to bring a touch of class to that French toast?
"I'll make you French toast in the morning if you're good."
Sitting down to French toast, they began discussing their legs.
However, her father makes French toast too, she proudly announced.
"French toast takes hardly any time at all," I said.
You should have some French toast and fill your belly.
