Growing up, my dad made the worst french toast. He’d soak nutty, wheat bread in egg whites, a little skim milk, and (adding insult to injury) wouldn’t even add butter to the frying pan. Because of this, I gave up on french toast a long time ago, writing it off as the worst of breakfast foods. Needless to say, this french toast restored my faith and is the polar opposite of the french toast I ate growing up; it’s actually delicious. And easy, and a magnificent way to use stale bread that you would’ve thrown out otherwise.
When I told my mother that I was making this recipe, she said “Ew.” But ignore her, because she is a very confused woman (i.e. a pasta-hater).