My most vivid food memory growing up is getting to make French Toast on the electric griddle. I got the basic recipe from an old cook book, but spiced it up with help from Grandma Grace (extra vanilla extract and cinnamon). I got to make the French Toast on a weekend or some other special occasion, and everyone usually enjoyed it (and the best part is that no one died after eating it). Mom gave me run of the kitchen and got me an apron that I always used when I was cooking. If this law thing doesn't work out, I figure I have a future at the Waffle House or Denny's.
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