While digging out sausage from the fridge I found a wedge of brie that Good Man and I bought about a month ago. Its sell by date was the 11th, so I decided I should figure out how to use it. I was already planning on making pancakes this morning, so I quickly Googled “brie pancakes.” I found several recipes, so I knew my idea was doable. Then I found a recipe for apple brie pancakes. I modified it for what I had on hand and my own level of laziness. We got 14 pancakes out of this recipe.
Pear & Brie pancakes
1 C unbleached all-purpose flour
1 C whole-wheat flour
1/3 cup sugar
1 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp. baking soda
a pinch of salt
2 cups milk
2 large eggs, lightly beaten
2 tbsp butter, melted
1 handful brie, rind removed (I ended up using about 3/4 of a wedge, which is a useless measurement, I know)
2 pears, cored and roughly chopped
In a large bowl, combine all dry ingredients. Add wet ingredients and mix. Add brie and pears and mix. The brie might be a little lumpy. It didn’t seem to matter to us at all.
Heat skillet over medium-high flame. Butter the pan lightly. When the skillet is hot, ladle one spoonful of batter onto skillet. When top starts to bubble and edges are firm, flip and cook through.
Serve with or without syrup.
I did some research on making kimchi this weekend, and apparently kimchi only lasts up to 15 days in the fridge. (What?) Also, apparently I’m putting us at all kinds of risk for who knows what by not heat canning the kimchi. Of course, heat canning it would destroy all of the good bacteria/microbes in it—the very same microbes that make it so healthy!
I think Americans sometimes worry too much about food safety. I know people used to get sick from food-borne illnesses more often. I get that. But I suspect that had more to do with hand washing.
Until I got the to the platform.
They were carrying signs calling Obama Hitler and the like.
When the train finally came, it was packed with more of their ilk. Every single time we approached a station, one particularly lovely woman would scream “YAY! PAAAAAAAAAAAA-TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-OOOOTS” at the top of her lungs.
And although several of them were bitching about “those illegals” and signs in Spanish, they apparently couldn’t understand English because they were sipping their Starbuckses and pops. Put the drinks away, twits.
What I found most fascinating is that they were all white. Every single last one of them. Apparently on 9-12 America was made up entirely of white people.
You know…there’s something wrong with your movement if it is supposed to represent America and is made up of only white people.