This is what I eat all the time.
Because I usually wait until I'm beyond the point of hungry.
Famished would be the word I'm searching for.
Impatient is also wonderfully descriptive, and quite to the point.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
How I love thee.
Light and fluffy.
Sweet and satisfying.
The best part? Minimal cleanup.
These I schmeared with honey flavored goat cheese. My kids, on the other hand preferred the more traditional syrup (and lots of it). Either way, I didn't have to ask them twice to clear their plates.
My biggest problem? Never having enough leftover to freeze for next time.
Regardless how many times I double the recipe.
pumpkin flavored waffles
*if you are lucky enough to have extras, just freeze them to enjoy another day....or later on the same day.
2 cups flour
1 cup sugar
1 tablespoon baking powder,
1 teaspoon vanilla
pumpkin pie spice
1 tablespoon oil
The key to avoiding brick-like waffles is to separate the eggs. Whip the egg whites until stiff.
I breakout the old kitchenaid warhorse and get that spinning first. Then I mix the yolks and all the other ingredients in another bowl until just combined.
Fold in the egg whites (which by this time look deceptively like whipped cream)
Pour a little less than a cupful onto the waffle iron.
Voila-heaven - neatly partitioned out into handy easily separated quarters.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Nature's way of telling us, "Hang in there...spring is coming"...in a more appetizing way than that fickle old gopher... hedgehog... groundhog (whatever).
My six yr old, A, was so devastated last year when Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow and so brought on his wrath of 6 MORE WEEKS of WINTER!!!
"H-h-h-how could that happen?" he studdered between sobs. (my six year old, not P.Phil)
For the life of me, I couldn't figure out why that was such a big deal. We love winter. Constructing snowmen, making snow angels, eating snow, and of course peeing in the snow (sadly, a boys-only event). Then it dawned on me that in Alabama we don't get those things.
We don't get snow.
Winter is simply an extension of Fall demarcated by 3 weeks off from school and some new killer toys.
Until this year. We had a white Christmas which melted away nicely after a week.
But in those few days the boys were able to recreate a NJ winter. It was molded, tasted and peed upon.
So I'm hoping that this year, A. won't be crushed when some little vermin decides that spring will be another six weeks away, and the groundhog runs back into its hole after seeing it's shadow.