We're still in the middle of the weekend, so technically we are still allowed another strawberry story. After last night's dessert, we couldn't get over the rum and berries combo. We just had to repeat it. But now this is breakfast. We still had some fruit left from last night. Neither of us wanted to step out of home to shop for anything, since it being a lazy sunday morning.
We did have the basic ingredients for French toast though. But we had to add our zing to it. We present, Blueberry french toast
stuffed with drunken strawberries.
Ingredients:
5 strawberries chopped
1 tb sp dark rum
2 tsp powdered sugar
2 eggs
6 slices of bread
1 tsp vanilla
1 tb sp powdered sugar for the egg mix
2 tb sp blueberry fruit filling
Method:
To the chopped strawberries add the rum and 2 tsp sugar, mix and keep aside. In another wide mixing bowl crack the eggs and whisk them with the sugar and blueberry filling. Add the vanilla. Take one slice of bread, place some of the strawberry mix on it, and place another slice over it. So basically you have sandwiched the stawberries with the bread. Now dip this sandwich
into the egg mix making sure you have some of the blueberries on the bread, and immediately place it on a hot pan greased with some butter or oil. Let it cook on both sides for about 2 min each on low-med flame.
Done! Breakfast is ready to be served.
Garnish with some whipped cream and strawberry slices if you like, or eat it just like me, straight up!
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