It’s late, you just got home, and you’re hungry. Your front door feels really, really far away. You have some stale bread, some eggs, and some dairy. Or: It’s Sunday morning, and your kids are shrieking, and you want to cook something — something quick! — that will get them all starry-eyed and quiet and happy. Or: You’re tired of salads and roasted vegetables and even meat and fish and you want something soothing, something easy, and something decidedly un-seasonal for dinner.
In all these cases, and many more: Make French toast. Don’t believe me? Go into the kitchen and check — you probably already have everything you need.