August 6, 2010 § Leave a comment
Blueberry Buttermilk Pancake:
1/2C Whole Wheat Flour
1/2 Tbs Organic Cane Sugar
1/2 tsp Baking Powder
1/4 tsp Baking Soda
Pinch of Sea Salt
1/2 C Buttermilk
1/4 C Milk
Lots and lots and lots and LOTTTSSSSS of blueberries.
The exact ingredients that went into making my Friday brunch at home.
Fried to perfection in a pond of butter, these mini pancake babies were rather perfect I must say!
It was super light and fluffy and sweet with a little bit of honey drizzled all over it.
Ever since my body became a little sensitive to dairy products I had to substitute them out with non-dairy things… like soymilk. And I’m usually fine with it, I’m not a huge dairy cheesy loving creature anyway.
But there are days, where I just crave dairy products.
I mean like, CRAVE crave.
I’d want a slice of three-cheese pizza with more cheese sprinkled on it; I’d want a strawberry milkshake with a three inch whipped cream; or I just want to gulp down a one giant glass of whole milk!
The funny part is that I used to hate cheese pizza (it always had to have a topping), didn’t care much for milkshakes and the whipped cream, and my mom had to beg me to drink a sip of milk.
Now I just love them. oOo just thought of a cheesy dish of mac and cheese, yummmmmm
Thankfully we live in the science era!
Where geeky (but cool) scientists made a pill packed full of lactase enzymes to break down the good ol’ lactose!
It’s kinda magical.
So yes, long story short, when I do indulge in dairy products I tend to go all out.
I mean did you see the ingredients?? Buttermilk, milk, and butter?! Oh gosh I loved every single bite of those lil pancakes.
For some reason though, the lactaid doesn’t quite work well with just a cold cup of milk. So I’ve been avoiding it for a while now, but I think I might try one of those lactose-free milk thingies sometime…
My friend, Lactaid. :DDD
August 18, 2009 § 2 Comments
After an unfinished pint of Hazelnut Brown Nectar + good dinner + some awesome people, I came back home feeling all bubbly and happy and just HAD to do something.
So I baked.
Not some cookies, or brownies, but cinnamon rolls.
Yes, I let the yeast proof and let the dough rise and all that craziness at 10 pm. DRUNK.
Oh you should’ve seen me sitting in front of the barely heated oven, just staring (intensely, probably) at the dough to rise.
I must admit, it was fun getting sober while baking.
What should I bake next? or should my question be, when should I get drunk next? ;P