Sunday, January 26, 2025
ESSAY - BREAKFAST, MR. BASCLE, AND DON QUIXOTE
For a while, in high school, I rode to school with a friend, Mike B his dad, "Frenchie" driving us in his T-Bird.
I would walk to their house on Bayshore Drive, in Warrington, and wait in what I always thought of as "the library", while they finished breakfast and got ready.
One morning I pulled down Don Quixote, by Cervantes, and started reading. Only a few pages a day, but, over several days, I finished it, and was hooked, on Don Quixote.
One morning, Frenchie, "Mr. B" to me in those days, asked if I wanted some French toast. I had never even heard of French toast, and asked him how it was made. Once he described it, I really didn't want it, but, to be polite, I said I'd try some.
Wow! I'm still a bacon and eggs, grits and toast for breakfast guy, but, once in a while, I order French toast, and remember being a teenage boy in Mr. Bascle's house, on sleepy Bayshore Drive, eating French toast and reading Don Quixote.
By the way, Frenchie, wherever you are, I've never had better French Toast than yours.
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Labels: breakfast., Don Quixote, donovan baldwin, essay, french toast
# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 8:26 AM 
