After being away for over two weeks I feel like I have missed some of the holiday festivities. Really, I have missed my time for the unchecked consumption of eggnog both spiked and lightly spiked. Today I went shopping to fill a refrigerator which has felt hopelessly abandoned while we were away. I returned with a quart of eggnog and a plethora of other groceries. I try and buy only a quart of eggnog per shopping mission so that I may buy eggnog whenever the mood strikes, which is often with The Tran-Siberian Orchestra blaring out of the speakers in the green jeep.
Tonight, after dinner, I felt like puttering. What is not a better stepping stone than eggnog? Before we left for Hawaii, in case the sunset photographs did not fill in the blanks, Aki made eggnog french toast. It was delicious and made from frugality. We were just about out of eggnog and had a half a loaf of challah left. She made a delicious breakfast which when topped with some of Steve's maple syrup and our homemade butter proved to be much more than the frugal effort I began describing.
Aki's frugality sparked my gluttony. I made a quick mix of eggnog and eggs, sweetened with some extra maple syrup and then poured over a full loaf of cut challah. I packed the mixture into a loaf pan and have let the mix absorb and mellow overnight. I suppose I should have spiked the mix, although I would like Amaya to try the dish as well. Tomorrow morning I will start the coffee and turn on the oven. Eventually I will slip our eggnog bread pudding into the oven and then dash to the store for the heavy cream I should have bought had I planned this dish out. Nothing, well except for rum ice cream, would be better with the breakfast bread pudding.
And if you are against all of this preparation, brew a pot of coffee, stir in a a healthy dose of eggnog and top it with a fine float of rum.
