The French Toast Connection So, when we first got married, Michelle couldn't cook. As a bachelor, I had survived on oatmeal, eggs, sandwiches, spaghetti, salad and canned soup and that was good enough for me. Michelle's cooking skills were on par with mine, except my eggs, sandwiches, spaghetti and salads were better. Michelle, however, wanted to improve her cooking skills so, every couple of months, she would try a new recipe on us. Sometimes it was good, sometimes it was okay, sometimes it didn't turn out so well. One morning, when Logan was about three years old and Conner was about six, Michelle decided to give french toast a go for the first time. I like french toast, but the boys had never had it. Michelle called us, saying breakfast was about ready. We all sat down in our usual places. Michelle next to me and the boys across from us. Michelle put a slice of french toast on each of our plate...
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