salute to french toast

so my parents were here this weekend, and per tradition, we went to breakfast at kneader's on saturday morning to eat the french toast.

it is so good. thick cinnamon bread, loaded with fresh cream, strawberries, and caramel syrup. no, i'm not getting paid for this. although i probably should.

let it be known that i was the only one to finish my entire plate. obviously i'm just trying to stretch my stomach to be ready to eat like a tahitian. (right?)