Do you have a Halloween hangover? We do. Halloween is a super fun event for the parents and kids in our neighborhood — we start by gathering in a neighbor’s garage for a potluck dinner and then pile the kids in wagons, golf carts and on good, old-fashioned foot to trample the neighborhood for hours. At some point, the wine is uncorked and dads’ tend to disappear into friends’ houses for a quick bathroom break and a beer. It is truly one of my favorite nights, but it is exxxxxhausting!
Oh, and our hangover is due to the candy. And the cold. And the miles of walking. (Not the wine. Mostly.)
Here’s a quick look at my two oldest hoodlums. I like to call them NinjaNerd.
I wish I could tell you that I got up this morning and made this awesome french toast for my tired kids (because that would be so totally June Cleaver), but I didn’t. I threw them on the couch with a Z-bar and a Danimal and called it good. But I did make this last weekend and it was our favorite french toast ever.
Something about the thick, crusty bread — drenched in pumpkin and lightly scented with spice — and drowned in butter and pure maple syrup; it made for a very happy Saturday.
It only takes a second to whisk this up, but it tastes like a million bucks. Two words: make this.