As soon as Aaron leaves for a few days, I swear I forget how to be a proper adult. Faced with the (suddenly) overwhelming task of deciding what to make for dinner, I was racking my brain for healthy ideas. Looking into the vegetable drawer proved to be futile – there were a handful of herbs. That’s it. It was already pretty late, so I didn’t feel like going to the grocery store. One healthy thing we did have was fruit. Immediately, I knew I wanted to make French toast. The good girl in me thought of making a berry sauce to be ~healthy~ but the bad girl in my wanted maple syrup…