The Flip

I’m not a chef, I cook. And sometimes I burn garlic, or cut my fingers or add too much salt. I’ve got a lot to learn. There is no one skill I’ve mastered, but there are tons that I execute with the confidence that no matter how many missteps I make, the outcome will be something delicious.

That was a disclaimer for what I am about to say… I cannot make pancakes. I’ve tried and tried and tried yet they all seem to turn out like this:

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I’m good for going online and finding some recipe that challenges me, but when it comes to pancakes, I shy away. I just don’t get it. Is my pan too hot? My batter to thin?

I not only can’t flip a pancake, I can’t manage not to burn a pancake. Nor do I ever want to eat them after I make them.

Which brings me to my next task at hand. I wanted (I don’t know why) to make homemade pancakes. Apple cinnamon pancakes. I’m getting in this autumn mood. Everything smells like nutmeg and Thanksgiving and I want to sprinkle cinnamon sugar on everything. I’m even motivated to use the word “harvest” for no relatable reason at all.

So I found this recipe, only I used wheat flour instead… I just felt like it was more “harvested”, but mostly because it was within my reach in my pantry. Everything was going well, until I had to actually cook the pancakes.

First, let me start by saying I was gifted two new cast iron skillets for my birthday which technically sparked the urge to make the pancakes in the first place. Cracker Barrel can do it, so. can. I.

I am clearly not ready to use those yet (see first photo). So I switched to a non-stick pan, and burned two more. My batter was getting scarce and my misshapen pancakes were inedible and unappealing. Then a voice from the heavens (my boyfriend on my cell) whispered “turn your heat down”… And voila! A beautiful, perfect pancake.

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The pancakes that followed weren’t the best; some were shaped like Ohio or Georgia. But I felt like I was getting somewhere. I actually wanted to eat them when I finished. And they were delicious. Seriously.

Moral of the story is I make less than mediocre pancakes. But I’ll eat them if no one else will.

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click here for recipe

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Top 10 Reasons Why I Love Brunch

You sleep late, you have brunch. Got a hangover, here, have some brunch. Tired of burgers and fries, help yourself to some brunch. Want eggs and booze, call it brunch.

Brunch is genius.

Since I’m an early riser, I’ve usually already eaten before most people even realize its not the night before any longer. But every once in a while, I’ll lay in. This morning, that wasn’t the case, and I’m realizing that I’m probably going to complete this blog before any of you awaken.

Nevertheless, I got up early and wanted to cook. I ran out, got some eggs, hurried home and prepared a salmon bake with eggs, red skin potatoes, and biscuits. It got me to thinking about brunch. Had it been 11:00a, I would have just prepared a perfect feast. Today, it made a damn good 8:00a breakfast.

Brunch is a dance between two of my favorite meals. Typically combining foods and ingredients that are served after noon with foods considered to be breakfast staples and incorporating alcohol if you choose.

Here’s why you should indulge:

1) Brunch is often a time when my friends and I get together to gossip and talk about shit that happened the night before.

2) Brunch is a great reward to a good workout. Nothing like working up a good sweat and then downing a short stack.

3) Brunch is a good way to start your day drinking without judgement. No one is gonna say anything when you have four mimosas or three bloody Marys. Those things are like liquid breakfast.

4) Brunch offers and array of hearty options for the morning after the night you should have said “no” to that last drink. Most notably, pancakes, french toast and waffles. There’s no better way to protect your esophagus from the boiling cauldron of stomach acid waiting to erupt than bread. Try a fried chicken and waffle combo. Thank me later.

5) After brunch you can do whatever floats your boat. Take a walk, ride a bike, go back to sleep until 3:30p which is usually around the time that you get hungry again. Brunch is the best prelude to the mid morning/early afternoon nap.

6) Brunch allows you to serve dinner sized portions of meat with eggs. Try steak and eggs, or salmon croquettes.

7) There’s always some clever/ inventive casserole-type dish at brunch. Like this Strata.

8) Brunch is what happens to your Thanksgiving leftovers before they turn into ham and turkey sandwiches.

9) I watched an episode of How I Met Your Mother once that featured Jason Segel’s character, Marshall not wanting to go to brunch alone after a break up. I dig that. Brunch is better when you’re with someone. Or a bunch of people. It’s a little more social than just breakfast, because on the weekends, brunch is served at a socially acceptable hour.

10) Brunch allows you to lull around in bed for hours after waking and still get all your favorite breakfast foods.

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This was brunch this morning. And in case you’re wondering what that heap to the bottom right of this photo is its a salmon bake,and it’s incredible.

You’ll need a can of salmon, remove the bones. Mustard powder, salt, pepper, garlic powder, bread crumbs, green onion, red bell pepper, white onion, crushed red pepper, sour cream, an egg and sharp cheddar.

Mix ingredients, spread in casserole dish and sprinkle cheese on top. Bake for 30 mins at 400 degrees and viola! You can also crack eggs on top of the cheese, sprinkle with dill and let eggs bake on top. Best if served with a croissant or biscuit.