Viva la French Toast!

 



Friday.  August 1.  2025


Mes Amis;


This is a red letter day for moi.  I mastered my fear of driving and drove to the Provo City Center Temple this morning and stayed until early this afternoon!  I’m famished; so I’m boiling up some small potatoes and baby carrots, which I will snarf down with maybe some bacon & eggs in a few brief ecstatic moments.

I’ll be serving french toast around 3 or 4 this afternoon.  Just come to my door if it’s open.  If it’s not open, then stay away unless you want a rude reception.  You can always call me to see if it’s ready or if any is left.


avec mes meilleures salutations,


Maurice Chevalier 


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