I go to Fort Wayne, Indiana and never leave without eating at the famous Coney Island, downtown. It is perfect every time. The buns are steamed. The dogs are great. Old fashioned bottles of coca-cola. I love it there. The photos on the walls tell much about this little restaurant This restaurant is family owned for over 100 years. Priced just right too! Try it and see if you don’t think it is one of the best places. Below is a photo of the place I love to eat.
Strawberry Cheesecake French Toast
- 1 cup mashed fresh strawberries
- 1/2 cup white sugar
- 2 tablespoons cornstarch
- 1 cup water
- 1 cup milk
- 6 eggs
- 1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese, softened
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 3/4 cup white sugar
- 8 slices bread, cut in half diagonally
- 1 teaspoon butter
- 8 sliced fresh strawberries
- 1 tablespoon confectioners’ sugar for dusting
- 1 cup whipped cream
- Preheat an oven to 100 degrees F ( 40 degrees C).
- Heat mashed strawberries and 1/2 cup white sugar in a saucepan over medium heat.
- Mix cornstarch and water together in a bowl, then stir into the strawberries.
- Cook and stir until thickened, about 5 minutes. Reduce heat to low and simmer while preparing remaining ingredients, stirring occasionally.
- Whisk together the milk and eggs in a bowl; set aside.
- Mash cream cheese, vanilla extract, and 3/4 cup white sugar in a bowl until smooth.
- Spread the cream cheese mixture over a triangle-shaped piece of bread, and top with another piece. Repeat with remaining bread and cream cheese mixture to make 8 triangle-shaped sandwiches.
- Heat butter in a large skillet over medium heat.
- Dip the sandwiches into the egg mixture, 2 or 3 at a time, and place in the skillet.
- Cook until golden brown on both sides, about 3 minutes per side.
- Transfer pan-fried sandwiches to a baking sheet and place in the preheated oven to keep warm while cooking remaining sandwiches.
- To serve, top French toast with warm strawberry glaze and sliced fresh strawberries and sprinkle with confectioners’ sugar. Serve with a dollop of whipped cream.
Printed From Allrecipes.com 5/11/2018
Fried Chicken Bowl
- vegetable oil for frying
- 4 pieces frozen, breaded pre-cooked chicken strips
- 2 cups prepared mashed potatoes
- 6 ounces shredded Cheddar cheese
- 1 (14 ounce) can whole kernel corn, drained
- Heat oil in a deep-fryer or large saucepan to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
- Fry chicken strips in the hot oil until warmed through, 2 to 3 minutes. Transfer chicken to paper towel-lined plates using a slotted spoon. Cut chicken into bite-size chunks.
- Layer mashed potatoes, Cheddar cheese, corn, and chicken, respectively, into individual serving bowls.
Printed From Allrecipes.com 5/11/2018
The word for today is; forest
Melody was infamous for being in the center of everything. She crawled to the top by means she thought she would never lower herself to. She shined at the office. She had more friends than she could count on all fingers and toes. Her phone rang inviting her to this social event or meeting. She thought she was certainly a Goddess.
God had been watching this for so long. He gave her hints and signals to change her thinking, to slow down, to give him the thanks for allowing her this prestigious life; but she ignored him. He knew her time was at a close and he had to get her attention before he allowed the devil to have his way with her.
One day she had an overwhelming time at work. Nothing seemed to fall in place. Meetings didn’t go the way she planned. On her way home, her mind was running through the minutes. A deer ran out from nowhere and because her mind was somewhere else; she was not prepared for what happened next.
She woke up to strange sounds. Eyes were looking at her as if asking why she was invading their land. She ran her fingers through her hair and felt an instant ping of pain. She looked at her hand and there was red on it. She unfastened her seat belt and with great difficulty, twisted and turned her body until she was on the outside of the car.
She fell to the ground, her body weak from the accident. She landed in a tall, feathery mound of grass. Her eyes closed. She slept.
When she awoke, animals sat around her. Sadness mirrored back at her from their eyes. Silence fell heavy around her. Her heart ached. She couldn’t go back. She had failed herself. She failed everyone around her. Why did she do what she had done? What was the point? Was she really so stupid? What counted? What mattered?
As if the animals could read her mind, they scampered away and brought back, one by one, all the people involved in her life. She stared at each one as they sat filing a circle around her.
“I don’t know why I thought the way I was living and making decisions was the right way. I don’t know what got hold of me. I wonder if I can ever change the situations so that I feel good about myself. The truth is; I haven’t loved myself for so many years.”
She wept and one by one, each person came up to her. They hugged her and told her they would help her. She looked up into the skies and for the first time; she understood.