Ringo, Have a Banana!

6.5.10

We Have Important Work to Do

This is turning out to be an uncharacteristically hectic week out of my generally pretty hum drum existence, which is not at all a bad thing, but still--I'm beat! Thank Jebus for Tim & Eric, I seriously just watched this video four times in a row and it's really helping me work my way back, albeit slowly, from the land of the living dead.

4.5.10

Fair Weather

Last Saturday, I rounded up a few friends and headed to the newly opened Hester Street Fair. Just as I was leaving, I bumped into Eddie (aka Mr. Newton) and he snapped my photo for his blog (one of my very faves for streetstyle.) I'm wearing a pair of vintage overalls I got in Harajuku (I was sure that they must just be Levi's or something that were brought over from the US, but they have old Japanese tags and everything!) as well as my wonderful jute bag from bOmode Vintage.

The Fair itself was really fun, relatively small but packed to the brim with things to smell, touch, buy, and more importantly EAT! I'd been dying to try a lobster roll from Luke's Lobster for ages...so I did! And then I had a ginger brew...and a fancy bacon/maple/cream cheese-filled macaroon. All that, supplemented with bites of Alex's raspberry hibiscus popsicle and pulled pork sandwich, and I was pretty much in heaven. I took some film photos with my Canon that I'll share just as soon as I get them developed.

THE DELICIOUS

Growing up, Sundays meant one thing: waffle day! Saturday was often a work day, selling our produce at the Farmer's Market in the spring, summer and fall, but Sunday was a lazy day, a day to gorge ourselves on berries and cream and yeast waffles that my father cooked using a special, old-fangled waffle iron designed to fit over the fire box of our wood burning cook stove. The cream was heavy and flavored only with vanilla, the fruit whatever was in season--strawberries, raspberries, and the odd tayberry, loganberry or wild blackberry.

This Sunday, Alex and I put the fancy, electric, non-stick waffle iron we scored from his dad's place to use making a batch of waffles on our own. Not quite as good as when my father makes them, and I think they could do with just a touch of woodsmoke for flavoring, but pretty dang tasty nonetheless! Below is the recipe, as relayed to me by my dear old dad, if anyone would like to give them a try.

Raised Whole Wheat Waffles

1/2 c. lukewarm water
1 Tbsp. yeast
2 c. lukewarm milk
1/4 c. melted butter or oil
1/8 tsp. salt
1 tsp. sugar
2 c. whole wheat pastry flour
2 eggs, lightly beaten

Place water and yeast in large bowl and let stand 5 min. Add milk, butter or oil, salt and sugar. Beat in flour and eggs, do not over-beat. Batter will be thin. Set in a warm place until it just begins to rise, about 15 min. Cook in a preheated, oiled waffle iron.

If you don't have whole wheat pastry flour, you can use all purpose flour. Maybe use just a little more and be very careful not to over-beat it. The waffle iron temperature is very important. Too cool and it will stick. Too hot and it will burn and stick. The batter should sizzle nicely and begin to bubble as soon as it hits the iron. A little butter works well to oil the iron.

Good luck. I haven't made these for a while. I'm getting hungry just thinking about them.

Love,
Dad