I couldn’t sleep the other night. I blame the heat wave and our lack of air conditioning. Even our fans couldn’t keep up with the heat last Thursday, and our window AC unit is downstairs.
I tossed and turned all night. At one point, I was unsure whether I was awake or asleep.
I could have sworn I saw something fly across the room, but that didn’t make any sense. I mumbled to Dan, “I think I’m hallucinating or something.”
The very next night as we got ready for bed, I walked down the hall and thought I saw something fly out of my office. It was suspiciously similar to the ‘hallucination’ or dream that I vaguely remembered.
“Um, Dan? I think I just saw a bat or something fly downstairs into the living room.”
“I don’t see anything…. oh wait. Yup. That’s a bat.”
I started down the stairs to help him chase the bat out of the house (and by ‘help,’ I really mean ‘get the dog out of the way so he didn’t start barking and following it out the door’). And was rewarded with a bat flying straight at my face, chasing me up the stairs and into the bedroom. Every time I tried to leave the room to help Dan, the bat would zoom down the hall, past the bedroom door. I think it was teasing me.
Eventually, Dan managed to swat at it with a towel, stunning it for long enough that he could cover it with a plastic mixing bowl. I won’t go into detail as to how we got it out of the house without it escaping into the hallway again or biting Dan, but I will say this: the process involved a mixing bowl, a towel, two pieces of cardboard and two garbage bags.
Afterwards, I went into my office, only to see that a box had been knocked off one of the shelves in the bat’s flight. Yes, there was a bat living in my office all day. Good thing it was too hot to work in there, or I imagine I would have stumbled upon it when I was home alone.
To sum it all up:
A bat. Lived in my office all day. And then it flew at my face and chased me up the stairs. And my husband is a rock star.
Needless to say, I needed some comfort food the next morning.
Blueberry French Toast
4 slices sourdough bread
1/2 cup blueberries
4 medium eggs
3 tablespoons milk
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Puree the blueberries in a blender or food processor. Whisk the puree with the eggs, milk, cinnamon and vanilla until the eggs are broken and the cinnamon is no longer sitting at the surface.
Pour the egg mixture into a wide, shallow baking dish.
Immerse two slices of bread in the eggs, flipping after a minute or two so that both sides are saturated.
In the meantime, grease and heat a skillet over medium-low heat. When the pan is warm, add the soaked bread and cook for 3-4 minutes, or until the egg batter is set and beginning to brown. Flip and cook for another 2-3 minutes.
Repeat with remaining bread and eggs, then serve with blueberry syrup (recipe below).
1/2 cup blueberries
1/2 cup maple syrup
Puree the blueberries. Mix the puree with the syrup and heat over medium-low in a small saucepan until it is just starting to bubble. Serve over French toast (or pancakes!)