Blog name notwithstanding (I love that word), I haven’t posted a recipe in ages. This has something to do with mud runs and crossfit and paleo diets and being completely disgusted with tapioca flour. I have been baking. Of course. But nothing has been particularly … delicious.
I’ve been on the search for a decent gluten and dairy free pancake batter. I think I’ve found one. At least, it tastes good enough to be worth sharing. You can make this without the egg — but I like eggs, and having the egg in there makes the batter much nicer.
1 cup oat flour (I use Bob’s Red Mill gluten-free oat flour)
1/2 t baking powder
salt, cinnammon, and nutmeg to taste
1 large banana (overripe is perfect)
1/2 cup coconut milk
2 t maple syrup (the real kind!)
1 T coconut oil
1 t vanilla extract
Combine the dry ingredients in one bowl, wet in another, then whisk together until smooth. If the batter seems too thick, add a bit of water (teaspoon at a time) to get it to the desired consistency. Pour by 1/4 cups into a greased hot griddle and cook like any other pancake. This recipe makes about a dozen pancakes.
These are easy! And taste like banana bread! I’m freezing up a batch so I can pull one or two out in the mornings or for an afternoon snack. Happy baking.
You know it’s bad when WordPress forgets who you are and you have to strangle your brain until you remember your password and then you see you have 300 pieces of spam mail for your blog and you’re like … uggggg … maybe I should just go back outside and enjoy the rare sunshine before it goes away for another eleven months.
But, whatever, I went out for such a lovely drive today I want to share it with you. Share it with you NOW before I get distracted by sunshine or sorrow once again.
Here is why living in the Cotswolds is like getting a preview of paradise:
Because when you are driving down the road, this is your view to the left.
And this is your view to the right.
And you don’t even care that THIS is a two-lane major thoroughfare, and you are about to have to pass a large lorrie leaving a stone quarry.
Because around the bend is another field, sprinkled with poppies.
And if you keep going, you will find heaven in a lavender field.
And cream tea in a tea room.
And you will forget all the dark days, and fill your mind with sunshine, and want to live here forever.
Such a sweet sentiment on this sundial from Hidcote Manor Gardens, and yet …
England does indeed have a summer, season … right? Right? Sigh. I’ll just look at sunny photos of Hidcote from that one nice day last summer.