It nearly always starts in bed, between sleeping and properly waking, where I decide the important things like what I am going to wear and what I am going to eat. A typical internal dialogue (can't call it a monologue - there usually are at least two voices involved...) goes very much like this:
A1: What do you want for breakfast?
A2: Eggs benedict
A1: Don't be ridiculous - we have no ham, no muffins and I'm not making bloody hollandaise.
A2: What about Laura's ginger crunch pikelets? They were good and there's still some crystallised ginger from Christmas. Plus, whipped butter, yum!
A1: Mmmm good idea, yes.
A2:... oh arse, used the last of the golden syrup in the chocolate fudge ripple.
A1: But I want pikelets now! What else can go in pikelets?
A2: There are those cherries in the fridge?
A1: Those are for a granita.
A2: Not enough space in the freezer for making granita.
A1: Oh all right. There's some of the chocolate fudge ripple left that can go in too.
A2: It's a plan. Coffee?
|Oaty batter, fresh cherries and chocolate fudge sauce|
Spoonfuls of the batter (about half oats, half self-raising flour, eggs and milk until runny) went into a pan of foaming butter. 3 halves of fresh cherry and a spoonful of chocolate fudge sauce went onto that, then another spoonful of batter over the top to encase the filling. They needed to cook a bit slower than a regular pancake to make sure they cooked through properly. They were good, but not chocolatey enough. Should have put some cocoa powder in the pikelets themselves! Which I now see from the ginger crunch pikelets post, I was planning to do anyway.
|Garnish with more cherries and possibly some chocolate shavings|