
When I was a kid one of my favorite breakfast treats was cinnamon toast. My mom would sometimes make it for me and it was always awesome. There was something about the buttery goodness mixed with the cinnamon that just made for perfect mornings.
One day I wanted some, but Ma Serpico didn't want to make it. So I tried my hand at it. I'm pretty sure I've still got nodes of cinnamon in my sinus cavity. I didn't realize that when it comes to spice a little goes a long way.



