Have I told you how much I love breakfast? That I fantasize about crisp waffles, fluffy pancakes, and eggs yolks that run over my plate with the light tap of my fork? Did I mention that when I get into bed at night, my excitement and anticipation for the next morning’s feast often renders me sleepless? Well, this is exactly what happened to me Friday night.
Lying in bed, I forced my mind away from my busy week and growing to-do list. With intense longing, I considered the following Saturday morning, free from alarm clocks and obligations. I had visions of warm, sweet pancakes, bathed in maple syrup.
With breakfast on my brain, my mind then wandered to the upcoming Jewish holidays. One of my favorite holiday food traditions (aside from my grandma’s carrot ring filled with peas) is eating apples and honey to symbolize the sweet new year ahead.
Apples… Honey… Pancakes? You betcha.
Saturday morning, I was eager to make my pancake fantasies a reality and had to force myself to stay in bed past sunrise. As soon as the time felt reasonable to rise on a weekend, I got to work in the kitchen. Thankfully, the recipe is very quick and easy, so I was met with near instant gratification.
These apple honey oat pancakes are everything I had hoped they’d be. The homemade applesauce and touch of honey in the batter create moist pancakes and insure that the sweet apple honey flavor is laced throughout. The diced Gala apples studding the batter soften a bit during cooking and add fresh, crisp texture.
As if this isn’t enough, these pancakes require a single bowl or blender to prepare. I just threw everything into a bowl (except the chopped apples) and blended it all together with my immersion hand blender. It is unquestionably my favorite kitchen tool and I use it for everything. If you don’t have one, you are seriously missing out.
These pancakes are also gluten-free and dairy-free, and have no refined sugar or oil. Hot off the cast-iron skillet, they are perfect with an extra drizzle of honey (or maple syrup, if you prefer a more classic topping).
Thinking about these pancakes makes me want to crawl into bed and go to sleep just so I can make tomorrow’s breakfast come sooner!
So this isn’t really a song, but it’s my Saturday morning tradition. NPR’s Wait Wait… Don’t Tell Me! cracks me up and is the epitome of a laid-back, easygoing Saturday.