Lost Bread

We have two big, white, crumbly problems in our fridge. No, not mold-bread! (Though mold is sure to follow). Through a quirk of fate, we have acquired much more bread than we usually eat and we now must get rid of it! Behold:

We've eaten a lot of toast over the past few days, but there's only so much one can do before one becomes what one eats, and we can't have that with finals approaching so swiftly. And as you can see, we have a lot of eggs to get rid of too. Therefore, I extend this invitation to our friends and the campus at large: come over for some french toast!

I am entirely in earnest about this--if you stop by TA37, and I'm home (and I know you (no creepers)) I will make you french toast. And I'm told my french toast is very good! But this is a first-come first-serve offer--only good until the bread and eggs run out!