Today is Sunday. It’s raining. I slept in. I cooked all morning, barefoot in my kitchen, to the sound of Patty Griffin and window raindrops. I never put on pants. And I just poured myself another strong cup of coffee spiked with something stronger. My house smells of braised pork shoulder. And there’s a bottle of champagne on standby.
Today is my favorite.
What’s not to like about a Dutch Baby? (a.k.a German Pancake) I mean… It’s a big ‘ole baked pancake! Which, to me, just says: MORE BREADY-NESS. YESSSS. And they are such a cinch to make- basically consisting of eggs, flour, sugar, milk… all things pancake-y, plus some flavorings like vanilla and/or cinnamon, etc. The batter is made right in the blender, then you just pour it into a preheated, buttered skillet (think popover) and baked until fluffy and golden brown and KILLER.
So . good.
But, of course I had to change a couple things…
Green eggs and DAMN!
How purty is this here omelette, guys?!
So I have this friend, see? And her sweet and beautiful tummy cannot tolerate wheat and other things. But I love cooking for her. And she loves her sweets like nobody I have ever known. Which makes sense. Because she’s my sweetness.
Her name is Tara. And this is her cake.
I don’t even shop locally as often as I should. It’s hard. It isn’t always the most convenient. We live in a world where we can go to one big building and leave with everything we need in life. I do it. We all do. Nobody is perfect. But if we can make an effort to try to support our local farmers and business as often as we can, we’d be doing a world of difference.
Oy boy. Guys… I have had me a rough week. I’ve been insanely ill, with something rendering me simply useless… except that I had to be useful and adult and mother and function while my husband was away. It was a true testament to how amazing and strong the human mind is. I just shut down and went into autopilot. All day yesterday I slept. All. Day. I did not/COULD not get out of bed. But I woke up today without the high fever I’d had for several days straight and, although I’m not even close to 100%, I feel so much better and so very thankful to be…. here. Just existing.
And in the vertical position.
Once I came to, so to speak, I realized that at some point during it all (towards the beginning when I was still upright and such) I had developed a new recipe. And then executed it.
So, today I took their pretty picture for proof and am pleased to share them with you all!