Your New Year’s Breakfast: Skiers French Toast

There is a recipe that I’ve known for years as “your mom’s French toast.”  Popular at any brunch gathering, but especially on New Year’s Day, this casserole is delicious and easy.  Especially on a holiday when you are likely to be very tired and perhaps slightly, um,  “dehydrated” in the morning, the beauty of this breakfast is that you make it the night before.  In fact, if your New Year’s Eve celebration starts early, you can even put it together the afternoon before with no ill effects.   And on New Year’s Day, if you’ve got 45 minutes and a working oven, my mom’s French toast can be yours too!

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My mom and my cousin Jamie, Christmas 1988.  This old photo does not accurately capture how shiny this blouse was.  Very, VERY 1988.

Somewhere, my mom is pretty angry with me for posting this picture from Christmas 1988.  And she likely wouldn’t be too pleased that I’m about to tell the secret of “her” French toast… that it is actually from a cookbook!   Page 67 of The Bed & Breakfast Cookbook: Great American B&Bs and Their Recipes from All Fifty States (which, through that link, you can get on Amazon for as low as $.25!), to be exact.  Each recipe in the book includes a blurb about the B&B where it originated, as well as a photo and address.  Unfortunately, my research on Google indicates that the Pentwater Inn B&B in Pentwater, Michigan, the originator of this Skiers French toast, is no longer in business.  However, the recipe lives on in the stained page of my mom’s original 1991 copy of the cookbook, and on New Year’s Day (and plenty of others) in my house every year.

This recipe is infinitely forgiving and flexible.  It is easily halved (use an 8×8 square pan instead of a 9×13 & reduce cook time slightly), you can substitute different breads and milks (whole, skim, half & half, almond), and add cinnamon, orange zest, or any other flavor you desire.  This Christmas, I discovered that I really like making homemade panettone, and I have leftovers galore, which I am using for my Skiers French toast.  My mom usually used a baguette, but just about any bread will suffice.  I am copying the original recipe exactly below, but feel free to get creative!  Any version of this will make your house smell amazing on New Year’s (or any other) Day!

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[Not into breakfast, but still need something to make for Sunday night?  Check out Grandma’s 1-2-3 Hors D’Ouevres, a family NYE classic!]

Skiers French Toast

from the Pentwater Inn Bed & Breakfast
Pentwater, MI
excerpted from The Bed & Breakfast Cookbook by Martha W. Murphy

serves 6 to 8

This makes a delicious French toast casserole, particularly suitable for winter as its name implies.  Busy cooks will like the fact that the recipe must be assembled and refrigerated overnight, to be baked in the morning.  As with all French toast recipes, use a good bakery or home-baked loaf of white bread.

 

Skiers French Toast
Author: 
Recipe type: Breakfast
Cuisine: American
Serves: 6-8 servings
 
Ingredients
  • 2 Tablespoons corn syrup (light or dark)*
  • ½ cup butter
  • 1 cup brown sugar, packed
  • 1 loaf white bread, thickly sliced
  • 5 eggs
  • 1-1/2 cups milk
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla
  • ¼ tsp salt
Instructions
  1. In a small saucepan combine the syrup, butter, and brown sugar; simmer until syrupy. Pour this mixture into a 9 x 13″ baking pan. Set aside.
  2. Slice the loaf into thick slices, remove the crusts, and place on the syrup in the baking pan. You will have 2 even layers.
  3. In a large bowl, beat together the eggs, milk, vanilla, and salt. Pour evenly over the bread. Cover and refrigerate overnight.
  4. In the morning leave the casserole at room temperature while the oven preheats. Bake at 350 degrees, uncovered, for 45 minutes. Cut into squares and serve immediately. Serve with butter and a selection of syrups.
Notes
*I never include the corn syrup because I never have any! I imagine it gives the caramel sauce a smoother texture, but the toast is plenty delicious without.

 

Whether or not you enjoy this Monday morning, we wish all readers of Grandma’s Icebox a healthy, happy and peaceful new year!  

Our goal for 2018 is to bring more recipes and stories to this site, so please stay tuned!

Apple Butter: No Sugar, Just Memories

Fall is the best.  It is the best colors, the best food, the best aromas, and, unless you want a winning professional football team, the very best that Northeast Ohio has to offer.  Fall is apples and crunchy leaves and early, smoky dusk.  It is pumpkins and bonfires and flannel shirts.  Fall is a time to listen to Van Morrison and Otis Redding and get sentimental and pleasantly sad about the sweet, distant past.

No, we weren’t much help. Also, we lost my dad’s best flashlight in that leaf pile.

I have 10,000 happy childhood memories that take place in the fall, but the one I most enjoy re-living is the Apple Butter Festival in Burton, OH.  My parents used to take us every year, and when I visit as an adult, the smell of apple butter cooking in giant copper kettles transports me back immediately (it helps that the event takes place in a historic village, so it is truly timeless).  As a child, my favorite snack there was a slice of thick white bread spread with warm apple butter, straight from the kettle.  My second favorite (and my parents’ very favorite) was the bag of trail bologna and cheese that we’d get to snack on while we walked around.  Today, my tastes have veered very, very far from cured meat (my parents would be so disappointed!), and the festival offers kettle corn, so it’s a natural substitute.  You can’t walk around the Apple Butter Festival empty-handed!  You’ve got to buy something delicious.

Back in the day, you could buy “sugar free” apple butter, which was usually sweetened with some kind of sugar substitute.  In my family there are several of us who’ve chosen to watch our sugar intake for one reason or another, so historically there have been a bunch of “sugar free” condiments knocking around.  But in 2017, when I am grown up who would like fewer chemicals in my food?  What I have to say about that is apples are made of sugar. Here are some quick facts I’m going to use to convince you to make naturally sweet apple butter, no sugar or sugar substitutes needed!

  • Apples are 80% sugar.
  • Apple butter’s brown color comes from the caramelization of all that sugar.
  • You will get a more concentrated apple flavor if you keep the ingredients list short.  Don’t bother with the sugar!

So if you really like apples, and want to take on a kitchen challenge that will taste like pure Ohio autumn in a jar, try this recipe!  The only thing that makes it a “challenge” is the length of time it takes.  Choose a day when you want to sit around looking at old photos while listening to that Van Morrison playlist and occasionally giving a mindless stir to a crockpot.  Mine was an especially Ohioish batch, because I used apples from Patterson Fruit Farm – another family tradition.  Read on if you’d like the recipe!

[Bonus points if you also make yours in your mother’s Corningware Crockpot from the 1990s–I do own a modern crockpot, but this one still works and I use it for things that are messy or likely to burn. If you’d like to read more about vintage Corningware, the site CorningWare 411 is a treasure trove of info!  It’s how I learned that this is the “Forever Yours” pattern, and was only produced from 1990-1993.  Which means this thing has been working for a minimum of 24 years!]

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The sad conclusion of the Slovenian science project

This is an update I really haven’t wanted to write.

(read here for the start of this experiment)

I’ve wished and hoped that maybe I was wrong, that maybe things would be okay in the end, everything would work out, and I and my loved ones would be enjoying sweet magenta wine in a few short weeks.  If you’d been following along on Instagram, you may have been a little curious about the silence.

I’d been ready to buy some empty wine bottles online!  I was learning how to siphon things!  I’d even cleared some space on a basement shelf.

But sadly, the wine is not to be.

Despite a few VERY hectic weeks in our personal life, I and my husband have faithfully stirred the wine every other day and kept it covered in cheesecloth in a cool corner of the kitchen, away from the sun.  For many weeks, it looked and smelled like wine.

Until one day, it didn’t.

Overnight, a misty white pallor developed over the surface of the wine.

I stirred it, and waited.

The white mist came back, more dense than before.

One more stir.

More white.

Not so much a smell of wine, but an unpleasant, yeasty odor.

I don’t know how or why it happened, but it appears my wine has been overtaken by mold.  And I’m not serving it to myself or anyone else!

It’s a good thing I didn’t buy the wine bottling supplies, but it is a sad day for my future winemaking career, and the “all of us sitting around on a hot summer day drinking really sweet homemade wine” occasion that is never to be.

RIP, Homemade Rose Wine.

(PS: Yeah, it smelled horrible when I poured it down the drain.)