One day I asked Jack to teach me how to make French toast. He said ok and told me to scramble one egg while he finished up some work.
I mixed an egg the way I always made scrambled eggs. As promised, Jack came to the kitchen, and looked in the bowl and asked: "why is there black pepper in it?"
"Oh, I put salt and pepper in it by habit." I realized French toast was sweet.
"OK, i guess we will have to augment it," it didnt take me long to solve the problem, while trying to ignore Jack's laughter. I made a regular scrambled egg for breakfast instead.
Till now, I have not learned the proper way yet, but I enjoyed Jack's French toast this morning.
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