Cold toast is one my pet hates - the only reason to eat toast cold is because you didn't manage to get to it while it was still warm.

At school I heard a talk by a professional translator, who said that once when he was staying in France he asked the son of the house to go down to the bakers' and get him some bread.

OK, what kind of bread?
Oh, any, just get me some bread.
OK, but what kind of bread do you want?
I don't mind, I just want some bread.
Yes, but when you say bread, what sort of bread?

He said it took a good five minutes to make him understand, "and even then he thought I was mad".