What sealed the deal for me was the Toas-Tite….As soon as I saw it in his kitchen cabinet, I knew Bruce was the man for me. My mom used to make us Cream Cheese and Strawberry Jam Toas-Tites when we were growing up—they’re kind of fake blintzes, but better than most blintzes in my opinion—and then I never saw another one again until I was rummaging through Bruce’s kitchen one night. I shrieked, he came running and, when he saw me, mouth agape, holding the Toas-Tite, he very calmly said, “That’s a Toas-Tite.” As if I thought it was anything but…but I calmly asked him what he used it for. He said, “Bologne sandwiches.” I said nothing, got my keys and raced to the store for some cream cheese, strawberry jam and the whitest white bread (read, Wonder) I could find. When I returned, I assembled two sandwiches, buttered the outside, put them in the Toas-Tite, turned a burner on high and started cooking.
Suffice it to say, we’ve never had bologne Toas-Tites…and the rest is history.
Here’s the gizmo. Does anyone have one? Does anyone know where to buy them? Bruce thinks we saw them once at Sur La Table, but I have no memory of that whatsoever.