7 Pieces of French Toast

Ok, this really has nothing to do with basketball, except perhaps that the Flash and I spent a morning together in NYC this weekend without discussing fantasy hoops at all and only a few minutes on the playoffs... I guess that's what happens when you have brunch with a 3 year old, a 2 year old, and a 7 month old. This leads me to the subject of this post...

I did learn over said brunch that young Ruth eats exactly the same lunch every day and gets horribly upset if there is even the slightest deviation. Like father like daughter in so many ways I guess. The only difference is what makes up this lunch:

TOFU

Wow.