Ah, Special Toast. You are not for every day. Some might argue you are not for any day, but I don’t want to hear from those curmudgeons, who are also probably lunch time tooth brushers.
When I was a kid, Dad would occasionally have responsibility for breakfast coverage, and when the stars aligned, and time and moods were perfectly in synch, we would make Special Toast. This pretty much blew our minds, because we were allowed to put ANYTHING WE WANTED THAT WE COULD FIND IN THE KITCHEN on slices of bread, broil them, and eat them. Lumps of brown sugar? Sure! Cheerios? Go ahead! It was delicious, delicious anarchy.
Every once in a while in these parts, when we experience a similar convergence of an open weekend morning, good moods and parental serenity, we pull out the stops and do the same.
Boca Chik’n patties are the best, if you’re the fake meat loving sort. (I don’t love their faux hamburgers so much.) You can just pop one in the microwave, but that gets me down because it gets a little rubbery. I like them baked in the oven, per package directions. This meal is great because you can use leftover pasta if you have any, and it’s a decent source of protein, and it’s quick, quick, quick!
What does kielbasa mean in Polish? Polish sausage. Well there you go!
I’m here to tell you that when Big Y has kielbasa on sale Buy One Get Two Free, there are three of these in my freezer, pronto.
Now, Western Mass takes its kielbasa seriously. That said, it doesn’t take any gravity or very much time at all to whack this sausage into chunks, crisp it up (it’s almost always sold pre-cooked), and throw it on a plate.