toast
February 24, 2014

 

today, i had toast, virtually, with one of my best friends who lives in cape town.  christina is far in distance but close in heart.  we chat every couple of days via voxer (probably my favorite app) leaving each other insanely long 11 minute messages.  somedays we pour out our hearts and some days we talk about tv and toast.  for real. toast.  i virtually had toast and coffee with christina this morning .  which inspired this toast post.  our last couple of messages we talked about things that were heavy on our hearts and a little overwhelming.  and then, without any big transition, we moved on to white bread.  i was hovered over my toaster, listening to a voxer message and buttering my bread when i realized that christina at the very moment was talking toast, of the white wonder bread variety.  and,  almost instantly there was that overwhelming aroma of comfort permeating my kitchen.  right there where i stood alone, i felt community.  so i took my toast (sprouted bread, with butter, almond butter, bananas and honey), snapped a photo for christina,  hit the voxer button and explained that i was having toast with her and she would have to excuse the eating while talking (i hated to chew and talk – because that same grandma referenced above has the manners of the queen and she instilled them into me every time i was with her and, also, partly by osmosis, i’m convinced).  i ate and talked.

and, then i pulled out all my favorite spreads to take a pretty picture for you, lovelies.  so that while you digested these words you could also feast on a photo.  wouldn’t you know, while gathering all my spreads, i gathered up memories of maggie.  another faraway friend (yes, we vox too) who i don’t see often, enough, but is always there.  maggie is my english friend of almost 20 years.  we practically met over toast (and tea).  while on a missions trip to england, at 18 years of age, i stayed in her family’s home.  i remember maggie’s mom bringing me tea in bed and making me toast from bread that you had to slice yourself (this american child of the 80’s was intrigued).  i was overwhelmed with being an ocean away from my family, and yet with a simple piece of toast and a warm cup of tea the anxious feelings of being homesick subsided.  18 years later, i feel like maggie is my english sister.  consequently, maggie introduced my sister and me to the wonderful world of spreads.  long before nutella and, the new kid on the block, speculoos (aka cookie butter) were popular on the shelves in the states they were in kitchen cabinets everywhere in europe.  i’ve come to learn that brits are serious about spreads and sauces.  i mean, i may be talking out of turn here, but i dare say that any good brit might say, “i’ve never met a spread or a sauce that i didn’t like (or maybe, wouldn’t try).”  last year, i took an impromptu trip to england and was able to spend the last couple of days with mags.  we did our best to scramble to see sights in the short amount of time that we had, but it was the time in her home over tea and toast (and really good indian food) that was the most memorable to me.  we watched british tv, had milky tea and ate dinner from a tray filled with spreads and breads and cheese and meats, and we laughed and talked until our brains were tired and in that tired time i found much needed rest.

just this past saturday, i stopped by my friend sarah’s house to talk about lavender oil and sleep and such.  when i walked in she had the kettle on and had made cinnamon sugar toast . . . with a baguette (best idea ever!).  i’m sure she didn’t think anything of it, but it meant a lot to me.  she is always making and baking and whipping up caramels, that could make her famous.  she remembers things like, “oh, you like tea,” and her house is the kind that makes first time guests feel right at home.  probably, because she makes them things like toast and tea.

today i’m giving thanks for toast.  for all of it’s memories and meanings.  past comforts and future communion.

if you come to my house, i’ll make you toast.  you can pick tea or coffee.  then, you can slather it with spreads or take it with cheese.  but, above all, i hope you  leave with a bit of comfort and the urge to go home and get your toaster toasting.

thank you for inspiring this post christina!

p.s.  maybe i need to start a weekly toast time at my house.  i wish you all could come!

p. p.s. an ode to tea.  don’t get me started on tea because i believe that, “tea is balm for the soul,” as P.L. Travers so wisely put it.

*note – so, i just noticed that i have a citrus reamer next to my honey jar in the photo above, which makes no sense at all to the honey or my post.  in my mind, i really thought i grabbed the honey dipper.  lets just blame this on monday.

14 Comments

commented on February 24th 2014 at 2:05pm

I love toast. The only way I could convince my parents to buy nutella was that I promised to put it on whole grain toast. It was a very big deal during the few times that they did give in.

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replied on February 24th, 2014 at 2:28pm

@Annie, that was good logic. i mean they use that logic on the commercials for nutella now :) i’ve always make my kids go half nutella, half peanut butter….but i’ve also made them a nutella and marshmallow fluff sandwich on occasion. just want to be extra cool – you know :) xo . t

commented on February 24th 2014 at 2:49pm

I’ve always loved toast and cinnamon sugar also…and honey-butter…and my mom’s homemade bread. I’ve never been able to duplicate it. When we lived in London, they would have toast nights at church for the kids. No kidding…serious about toast! :) Good memories for something so simple! Thank you!

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replied on February 24th, 2014 at 2:52pm

oh my gosh… toast night at church? i love that. thank you for sharing your memories. it’s hard to get things exactly the same sometimes but there is still something really comforting in the process and the ritual of making something that our parents or grandparents always made. xo . t

commented on February 24th 2014 at 3:29pm

This post made me so happy… and now wanting toast and cheese. Thank you so much for sharing this with us, Trina! I love how something so simple can be so significant!

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replied on February 24th, 2014 at 9:26pm

thanks for the sweet comment, victoria. so true that sometimes the simplest things can be so significant. hope toast and cheese are in your near future! xo. t

commented on February 24th 2014 at 8:00pm

This post reminded me of the ways my mom and grandma used to make me toast. Some days it was sprinkled with white sugar, other days were a cinnamon sugar mix and we loved honey too. My favorite though was toast with lots of butter and a thick layer of brown sugar and then my mom would cut it into 4 squares. We had tea too but more often coffee milk which is exactly what it sounds like. It all makes me smile just thinking about it. Thanks for the trip down memory lane!

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replied on February 24th, 2014 at 9:25pm

my mom made honey toast for us too! and, i remember my dad loving honey toast (i also remember him eating chips ahoy’s for breakfast which i thought was pretty cool). toast and brown sugar…that sounds like a great idea to me! and coffee milk…my littles would love that. they are always getting into my coffee. so glad to help send you on a trip down memory lane! xo . t

commented on February 24th 2014 at 8:57pm

I have to agree with toast & cheese… I personally get so excited at the thought of gruyere cheese on crunchy ciabitta toast with lemon or raspberry jam. Yumm!

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replied on February 24th, 2014 at 9:20pm

now that is sophisticated toast…and i’m going to have to try that asap. yum! xo. t

commented on February 25th 2014 at 1:14am

I’m a toast lady, too… and these musings hit all the right nostalgic chords. Beautiful.

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replied on February 25th, 2014 at 10:06am

thanks, danielle! cheers (or a toast) to toast! xo . t

commented on February 25th 2014 at 7:15am

Loved this. And cookie butter from TJs…my oh my..that lasts no longer than 48 hours in our home. ha. and I had my early AM PB toast before work early this AM, and I thought of you, dear friend ;) xo. great post ;)

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replied on February 25th, 2014 at 10:06am

wish i could share a piece of toast with you, soon! miss you, friend! xo . t