I have tried to make a mental note of where I am whenever I get French Toast but this time I’ve completely forgot this place’s name and location. It also doesn’t help that I got it in the Ferry St. area in Jordan… Let me explain.
I used to live in this area with about 8 high rise blocks, and at the ground level there is a mix of supermarkets, mechanic shops, taxi garage, and restaurants. Lots of restaurants. On the ground level of almost every building there is a restaurant. There are tea restaurants supported by the endless supply of construction workers working on the Kowloon High Speed rail station, there are dimsum places, seafood banquet restaurants, two Vietnamese restaurants, a wine bar, an oyster bar that I think I’m probably confusing with the wine bar, definitely a place that sells oysters in bulk, an Indian restaurant, a couple cart noodle shops, a fantastic Bánh mì shop (Tim Kee) where they only serve one thing, a chicken hot pot place, a Turkish place, a Korean place… and that’s just the ones I can remember… so you see, with the large number of places I could have possibly had this unremarkable French Toast, it’s no surprise I can’t find it again without poring over a list of restaurants.
I do recommend you visit the area for a meal, you’ll be spoiled for choice and you won’t be going that far out of your way if you were visiting Temple St.
![French Toast glazed with butter and syrup](https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4047/35671631775_3cefbdda8f_c.jpg)
![French Toast with gaping hole exposing its innards.](https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4237/35632059176_67af4b60bf_c.jpg)
As for the French Toast, it was… forgettable. Soggy with not-enough filling, and not-enough syrup. And apparently ordering French Toast for lunch is out of the ordinary, one of the waitresses yelled in surprise that someone ordered French Toast for lunch.