Mom made cinnamon toast.
I’m not suggesting my very young mother couldn’t cook when we were growing up.
But…
We ate a lot of hamburgers and French fries.
Breakfast was cinnamon toast.
A piece of white bread.
Two chunks of real butter in two clumps.
Sprinkle with sugar.
Sprinkle with cinnamon.
Put under the gas flame broiler for a few seconds.
It was often dark, a…
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