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MAY 7, 2002

Toast

I am searching the internet for information. This, of course, is one of the best things about the net - it's a veritable cornucopia of random statistics, instructions and directions. From the luxury of my desk chair I can search piles of data and more or less find anything that I'm looking for in a matter of minutes.

Anything, that is, except for detailed instructions on how to make toast.

Want to know the new, more accurate height of Mount Everest? 29,035 feet. The length of the Nile? 3470 miles. The average airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow? Well that depends if it's African or European.

But nothing on how to make toast.

Now I know what you're thinking: what kind of an idiot actually needs a recipe to make toast? The instructions couldn't be any simpler and still be considered cooking: "Place toast in toaster. Depress button. Wait." In the scope of the modern culinary arts making toast runs a close second to boiling water for the title of "easiest thing to do".

Um, in the interest of full-disclosure I once screwed up the whole boiling water thing. Don't ask. Suffice it to say I'm the idiot who needs a recipe.

You see I don't own a toaster, but rather a toaster oven. Normally it's still pretty easy to make toast - place the bread on the wire rack, press the button conveniently labeled "toast" and wait. Perfect nearly every time.

But lately the toaster oven has been acting a little odd. Toast would come out the same uncooked slice of bread that I put in. Repeated attempts to press the "toast" button resulted in only minimal browning. Of course being a full-time musician I had ample time to keep pressing the button until something vaguely resembling toast finally emerged fifteen or twenty minutes later.

However this morning things took a turn for the worse. When I pressed the "toast" button there was a loud snapping sound accompanied by a bright blue spark that lit up the interior of the toaster oven. Thinking this was cool, I attempted to make it happen again.

This time no spark. And not just no spark, but no heat. It seems the button conveniently labeled "toast" may actually be, well, you know....

Under normal circumstances, I could adapt - have a bowl of cereal or maybe some yogurt. But when you've promised a three year old a piece of cinnamon toast for breakfast -- trust me on this -- you need to deliver.

Now I'm trying to figure out how to make toast using just the temperature settings on the toaster oven and I am searching the internet - that treasure trove of information - to find my answer.

Thus far I've discovered lots of great recipes for French toast. I've read the history and etiquette of giving a toast and several examples of toasts for all occasion. Want to know the chemistry of what happens when bread toasts? Found it - the heat caramelizes the natural sugars in the bread and they brown on the surface. I even discovered the complete history of the modern electric toaster, illustrated and annotated.

But explicit instructions on how to make everyday, plain old boring toast? Nope.

I wonder if I can convince my three year old that learning the average rainfall in the Amazon jungle is around 2000 millimeters a year is almost as much fun as the cinnamon toast?

I know, I know - she won't buy it. I'm going to be toast if I don't figure this out.

This column © 2002 Lee Totten.