Jesus Toast

I'm considering making a label entitled "General Southern Craziness" for this post (and surely many more to follow).

This was an article in my hometown newspaper about a sane-looking woman who saw the face of Jesus in the cheese toast her husband made for her.

Now I agree that a great grilled cheese is out of this world, and worthy of adoration, but trying to see the Son of God in these burn marks is giving me flashbacks to the Magic Eye era. It's Jesus! No wait, it's a sailboat!