Saturday mornings are sacred in many households. For some, it’s all about pancakes stacked high and dripping with syrup. For others, it’s the sweet, custardy delight of French toast. Growing up in a pancake household, I never understood the French toast obsession. Charlie, on the other hand, was raised on French toast and thought pancakes were just a soggy afterthought. Our breakfast preferences were an irreconcilable difference—until I discovered the magic of gluten free pan
