Thursday, September 5, 2013
sour cream pancakes with peaches and birch syrup
Right now the peaches are pretty unbelievable. To be clear, I write this not as someone who is picking peaches from an orchard down the road nor as someone who visits a weekly farmers market and has a supplier providing a beautiful heirloom variety (I genuinely wish either of those things were true). No, I say the peaches are pretty unbelievable because the box of peaches at Trader Joes this year are very good peaches.
I did not grow up eating good peaches. By the time they made it to Alaska, the fruit was either still crunchy green or ripe beyond saving. It took me a while to get used to the soft luscious texture of ripe fruit. But one of the benefits of life in southern California is great produce.
I was sleeping in on a Sunday morning when my husband texted me from the living room to say he was craving pancakes (such is modern life). Knowing I had a handful of peaches at that just perfect state of ripeness on the counter was the motivation I needed to get up.
The pancake recipe is from Ina Garten. Her recipe is originally for sour cream banana pancakes, but I have pretty strong feelings about bananas. I left the banana out and what remains is a perfection of a pancake: light, barely sweet, with a bit of sour cream tang.
When I was a kid I thought my mom was crazy for putting sour cream on her pancakes instead of butter. She would put a little dollop on and then drizzle the syrup over. She told us it was a perfect contrast to the sweetness of the syrup. She was so very very right (about this and a number of other things).
One of my favorite summer memories is making these pancakes for my mom during a July visit. Just as I suspected, she loved them too.
Recipe from Ina Garten's Barefoot Contessa Family Style Cookbook.
sour cream pancakes with peaches
recipe makes 12 pancakes
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
3 tablespoons sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 1/2 teaspoons kosher salt
1/2 cup sour cream
3/4 cup plus 1 tablespoon milk
2 extra-large eggs
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 teaspoon grated lemon zest (I downgrade it to 1/4 teaspoon)
Unsalted butter
1) Sift flour, sugar, baking powder and salt all together into a medium bowl. Sifting seems like such a fiddly step until you don't do it and end up with a baking powder lump in your pancake.
2) In a separate bowl, whisk sour cream, milk, eggs, vanilla, and lemon zest. Next, add the wet ingredients to the dry ingredients, taking care to mix only until combined.
3) In a large skillet over medium-low heat, melt 1 tablespoon of butter. Spoon the pancake batter into the pan (I find a 1/3 or 1/2 cup measuring cup perfect for this.) Once little bubbles begin to form and pop on the top, the pancake should be ready to flip (only takes a couple of minutes.) Flip the pancake and cook for another minute or so, until browned.
4) After each pancake, wipe out the pan, and add more butter for each fresh pancake. Continue cooking pancakes until all the batter is used.
5) Top each pancake with a dollop of sour cream, a scoop of diced fresh peaches and maple or birch syrup.
For topping:
4 ripe peaches, diced and tossed with a tablespoon of sugar
Maple or birch syrup
1 pint sour cream
Enjoy a wonderful breakfast with family !
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
September in So Cal is still summer (therefore, melon sorbet)
In So Cal, we are still in summer (like it or not) and while the rest of the states move on to cooler temperatures, I'll continue to enjoy these last vestiges of summer.
This week, I would like to share a few of my favorite recipes for enjoying the perfection that is summer produce.
Pictured above is a duo of cantaloupe sorbet and watermelon sorbet. I pureed and strained the fruit and then followed my standard sorbet recipe here. The main difference is that I use about 2 to 2 1/2 cups of pureed fruit and add 1/2 to 1 cup of simple syrup for the base mixture.
(Even Harriet was a big fan and as I was so focused on my camera frame, did not realize how close she had snuck up on the photography session until it was too late.)
I really liked the way the sorbet pictures turned out, so here are a few more (and an additional Harriet photobomb).
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Tuesday's poem: The Summer Day by Mary Oliver
The Summer Day
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to knell down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
- Mary Oliver
Monday, September 2, 2013
Thursday, August 29, 2013
blue, no. 3
Blue, no. 3
(Haines, AK Aug '13)
Do you ever feel like you're in the middle of a terrible storm?
The waves are crashing and crashing on your head, there is no space to catch breath and it becomes difficult to tell what is up and what is down.
I have been feeling that way recently- that I am in my own storm and also watching people that I love battle it out in their own private storms too. I was talking to a friend about this, about a seemingly impossible and heartbreaking situation in their life. I found myself saying, 'I will be praying for you and reminding God to get his act together.'
I said it in a joking way (hilarious- bossing God around) and it cracked us up. But there was truth in it. Like, God- do you see me? Why the delay?
It reminds me of the story in the Bible where the people following Jesus, his disciples, all get in a boat with Jesus to take it across the water. Part way across the water, a storm kicks up.
Things are so bad they fear the boat is going to sink. In the midst of this chaos and panic, the disciples find Jesus sleeping.
This is how I feel sometimes- about my storms and those I see my friends fighting: that I am fighting for my life and somehow God is asleep.
I wish it were that simple because then I could just yell 'WAKE UP' in the loudest voice I possibly could and God would wake up. What would happen then?
I imagine it would be like what happened when Jesus woke up. Luke 4:39 says "He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, 'Quiet! Be still!' Then the wind died down and it was completely calm."
Oh, how my heart longs for this, a calm sea. How I wish I could wake God up on behalf of other people.
But then I remember that Jesus did not stay here on earth as a man. He died, rose from the dead and ascended into heaven. He is no longer limited like us. He no longer falls asleep.
Jesus Christ, now ascended, does not sleep through the storms of my life.
So, I do not know why Jesus is not calming the storm. But I know he is not sleeping.
Somehow that knowledge is incredibly comforting.
To know that he see's it all, every struggle, every pounding wave. Not only does he see it, he is with me. He is in my boat with me. And he is not asleep.
Jesus Christ, now ascended, does not sleep through the storms of my life.
This side of heaven, I do not think there are any easy answers about why we go through the storms we do.
As time passes, I can look back at some difficult times in my life and I can see God's grace and patience bringing me through. Other difficult times remain a painful mystery.
This side of heaven, I do not think there are any easy answers.
But I will keep rowing my boat, bailing out the water, believing and trusting that I will make it through the storms. And know that God is not missing it, He is with me.
Jesus Christ, now ascended, does not sleep through the storms of my life.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
blue, no. 1
Over the next few days, I will share some of my favorite images from August vacation in Alaska. This first will be a series of blue. Don't you find the saturation of blue so very peaceful?
(Haines, AK Aug '13)
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