Yes actually, that is me! My cell phone is a terrible way of getting in touch with me. It has no caller ID, no voicemail, and I always seem to be at work, or in class when it goes off. I don't know why I even list the number anywhere.
The very first thing my mum ever taught me to cook and trusted me enough to make it myself was french toast. When Mom worked evenings and I had to make dinner for my brother and I it usually came down to french toast or Kraft Dinner. So as you can imagine, I'm pretty fucking sick of french toast.
So when I was learning how to cook properly (as a vegetarian I was pretty inept in the kitchen), one of the first recipes I tried was vegan french toast, just to see what the difference...
