There’s french toast and then there’s french toast. The type of golden, tender pan seared bread that starts with the most important ingredient in the dish, the bread itself. Holiday Challah French Toast will make you want to track down a loaf every week of the year as an excuse to make this undeniably delectable treat.
My first taste of challah was glorious. A culinary moment in time that stopped me in my tracks forever. The passion I have for challah still exists and must be in the genes as Kenya and Chloe have the same obsession. From that first moment when I was at a friends Friday night Shabbat in grade school being told to grab a piece as it was passed around was curious to me. Fluffy and braided into a golden orb it’s just as beautiful to look at as it is to nibble on.
The only bread we had in our house as a child was pre-sliced and packed with grains, not exactly a kid's dream. This was something soft and pillowy. After that moment whenever I saw a fresh loaf of challah my eyes would light up. Even now when our dentist hands us a loaf whenever we have appointments on Fridays (we love you Dr Levy), the kids and I get totally jazzed.
On our last visit I made afternoon brunch that very weekend with our fresh baked loaf. Kenya whisked up the eggs and milk, I added fresh nutmeg and vanilla, dipped and cooked it up till the kitchen smelled of bubbly butter and sweetness throughout the air. There’s no holiday dish (no matter the holiday you’re celebrating) that will feel more festive or addictive than this one.
Photos by Gerry Speirs