When I was in Las Vegas last month I ordered a breakfast of salted caramel and banana french toast from the restaurant in my hotel my first morning there. Oh my goodness, it was good! It took everything I had not to go back and order it every morning there after. So when I got home and was remembering what a great time I had I started to think about that breakfast. Yes, I do daydream about food. . sometimes. . . ok, quite often. . . don’t judge.