“The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking you’ve got to have a what-the-hell attitude.” ― Julia Child
I recently posted something about wanting a more bread-like product in my diet (whine, whine, whine) and came up with a mixture of cream cheese and egg with a Penzeys seasoning that fried up into a pancake-like item. It was versatile and tasty but needed bit of additives in order to make it interesting. I promised that I’d work on it. Promise kept.
What I did was take a bunch of veggies and put them into my chopper. The inserted picture is not a picture of the veggies that I used but rather a picture of veggies that I had on hand and wanted to use so I could finally delete it. My picture file is getting a bit too crowdy. My original word. I love to annoy spellcheck.
My veggie mix also had carrots and onion.
So I took the original recipe, ignoring amounts that I threw into the bowl, and wound up with way too much batter. I took half the batter and added the minced veggies. Then I fried them up into little veggie pancakes that make a lovely snack, hot or cold.
Do they look great, or what! But … and this is a big but, I still had half the batter left. Being the lazy gourmet that I am, I added a bit of baking powder, dumped it into a pan, and fried up the whole thing. It got puffy and was almost a savory bread.
At mealtime I cut this up like a pizza and served it as a side. I took the leftover pieces and toasted them for another meal, piling on egg salad for an open-face egg salad sandwich. I served that with a side of broccoli. My husband loves egg salad and he thought I was a genius.
So to make your relationship hum along, remember to pile it on! Perhaps too much coffee today.
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.