you know when you go downstairs because you can’t sleep.
So normal thing to do is make tea and toast.
we only had thick sliced bread and only the crusts left (I live with a family of gannets).
Thick sliced toast should be the latest diet craze, I expended so much energy eating it.
anyway it was lovely!
now i’m full of crumbs, weird how they make their way to the belly button!
OMG i talk so much drivel.
Oh you’re making me hungry…I love toast, more so the heels, as we from Ireland call the end of the bread…think I might have some, bit of marmalade too
Jean x
Ah the crusts are prized in our house! I often find that a new loaf has been ‘breached’ in order to steal the crusts when perfectly good ‘slices’ remain of the old loaf! It is the perfect thing for toast as it can hold double the amount of butter (which is my favourite thing!) than a standard slice as it has an almost waterproof backing! We call it ‘ducks bread’ which is what we called it as children as we used to take it to feed the ducks although even then my sister would eat more than the ducks did!
Yes!!
I knew this would get a huge response!
what a wonderful invention, i often wonder how the first cave men went on, One of them must have invented bread then it got frozen in an ice age, so they put it on the fire to defrost and voila!
sorry I go a bit/lot mental when the subject holds a special interest to me!
be safe, keep your bread safe, eat more toast!
Anyone remember this?
Paul Young (very young)
thanks Scudger,
I like Christy Moore and You Tube followed toast with him.
My favourite song of his is Don’t forget yer shovel if ye want to go to work.
Just the smell of toast is amazing!
Boudsx
Thanks Scudger. I definitely remember it !!
Anne
toast and bovril!
Hmm Bovril!
Marmite is good for a change especially with peanut butter!
My diet is 80% toast now!
I eat so much of it that the daughter refers to bread as “raw toast”.
Raw toast! Handy if the electricity goes off.
Nothing like the two “heels” of Mother’s Pride Scottish Plain bread, toasted under the grille, and spread with butter and jam.
My gramdpa used to call this a “Sair Haun” due to you getting a sore hand while holding the rather thick wedge of toast!
Ah now you’ve gone and spoiled it!
They were called “heels” of the bread growing up in Ireland too. I couldn’t understand them being called “crusts” when I lived in England. Sure that’s the edge bit you’d cut off to make posh sandwiches, the bits kids never wanted and were told they’d never get curly hair if they didn’t eat their crusts. There’d be a fight in our house if someone opened a new loaf to get the heel, before using the last of the old loaf.