My mom used to make it for me when I was little: white bread topped with butter, sugar, and cinnamon and toasted to light brown perfection. I finally pulled it out of my mothering arsenal (replacing wheat for white) and have used it to good advantage. It's been some time--chocolate chip pancakes notwithstanding--since my offspring celebrated me as their culinary hero.
I will rest, now, on my laurels.
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