As a young girl I would often stay the night at my Grandmother's house and in the morning she would make me the most delicious toast in her toaster oven that consisted of bread, butter, and brown sugar. It was warm, sweet, and crispy!
One time, when I was about 8, I did not understand the difference between a TOASTER and a TOASTER OVEN, and I decided to put the bread in our regular toaster at home with the butter and brown sugar already on it. Thankfully, my mom walked in the kitchen just as flames started to come out of the top. She quickly unplugged the toaster, sat it in the sink, and waited for the fire to die out. Amazingly, we were still able to use our toaster after that! Unfortunately, I did not get to eat the delicious toast I had been anticipating.
This Christmas Vince gave me my very own toaster oven!
It immediately brought back the childhood memory of the toast my grandmother used to make, so I had to try it myself.
It was every bit as incredible as I remembered!
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