Archive of ‘Breakfast’ category
Yesterday must have been devastating.
I’m sure it went something like this: You, the avid and enthusiastic diehard follower of this blog, wake up. It’s Thursday! Your favorite day! Why? Because there’s always a new post on Thursday! You open your computer, ignoring the shouting coming from your loved ones to pay attention to them, and automatically go right to this very blog. You’re so excited to see what I made and read my witty, concise and grammatically correct banter.
There is nothing. You spiral down into a deep dark place that no one can shake you out of. You can’t be reasoned with because there is no reason left in the world. Everything is over.
That’s how I imagined it playing out in my head, and I’ll confess I was wracked with a touch of guilt. If it’s any consolation, I was however-many-thousand of feet in the air on my way to New York. Now I’m a bi-coastal blogger! How exciting.
Well here is your long awaited blog post. Simple yet super satisfying for those crisp autumn mornings. Stuffed Pumpkin Pancakes. Ready??
Somewhere out there in the great wide world there is a woman named Jill Tarves.
Jill, I don’t know you but I already know you’re a genius and you changed my life. Jill, I’m sure you’re as beautiful as you are genius. Jill, if you’re reading this I hope you’re not too creeped out. Hopefully just the right amount. Jill, I think I’ve written your name a few too many times in this post for either of us to be comfortable with.
Here’s the deal, everyone else who is reading this and is probably just as creeped out as Jill, I used to be bound by what I believed were the laws of banana bread. The over-riding law of banana bread goes something like this: the riper the better. Wait and wait and wait until your bananas have turned brown and then they will be perfect for baking.
Well, I should come clean. On my long long list of vices, somewhere close to creepy, complete and utter impatience is near the top.
Then one day I was given a secret and magical tip by my housemate’s boss’ wife and it was one of the happiest baking breakthroughs I’ve ever had. And although ‘baking breakthrough’ is a pretty specific event, out of the few I’ve had, this one is a doozy. I guess you’ll just have to read on to discover what it is.
Let’s get to it.
I’ve done it y’all.
Well actually I’ve done a couple things I consider to be a success. First- after some testing I’ve found a way to make scones that don’t require four hours of drowning in hot liquids in order to be edible. Second- I’ve found a way to combine booze and breakfast.
And I realize that mimosas have already done this, but you can’t eat a mimosa for breakfast. I’ve made booze edible and I’ve made it breakfast acceptable. You’re welcome.
PLUS I’ve made it healthy by adding fruit! Who cares if it’s cooked in boiling hot honey that strips it of most its nutritional qualities? It’s really really really delectable. The blend of rich moist Irish Cream pastry and tart, honey glazed blueberries will quickly help you forget any nutriton that might have been lost. You’ll be just fine. Pinky promise.
It’s also incredibly easy. So let’s get to it! BLUEBERRY TIME!