Or; Pancakes and … mini pancakes. I guess. *shrugs*
Himself and I have finally been to a Dutch Pancake House, and it only took having visitors from Tokyo coming to stay with us to get us there. I’m pegging that on the fact that three of the visitors were kinderen. In fact, as it turned out, we made it to two in as many days! I was a bit pancaked out after that!
But I’m here to tell you about how wonderful they were! Not to mention filling! The first such stop was in Zaanse Schans where we took our lunch break on Friday. Being lunch I opted for a savoury bacon and cheese topped pancake. Not too bad if I do say so myself! But the real treat was the promised pancake breakfast we scheduled for Saturday morning. We chose to go here, the Vier Pillaren. (Four Pillars)
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I got it into my head to cook something new and exciting the other night. I made fudge first because … I felt like it. I used this espresso fudge recipe because it looked fairly fool proof.
It was. So much so that I managed to forget to take any photos of me making it.
Finished, it looks like this
and it tastes delicious!
I had also been staring at this spinach bacon and brie mini frittata recipe for a few days and thought it would be a delicious addition to my work day lunch box. Full of protein to get me through the afternoon.
So I gathered together my ingredients
Chopped everything up
And began putting it together
I was impressed with just how quickly and simply it all went together! Though those of you with much experience cooking will spot my fatal flaw in this picture.
Once cooked, they looked and tasted delicious! I have plans to make them in future substituting the bacon for smoked salmon, which I think will also work remarkably well.
So did you spot my flaw?
That’s right. Baking powder. Baking powder was my undoing. You see (for those that don’t know), I filled each compartment to the top and had 3 empty. But baking powder makes things rise.
Yes. I spent the next day cleaning the oven.
Rookie mistake *shakes head*
Weekend brunches in Newtown’s Buzzz Bar are one of the finer things in life.
The staff are friendly, friends gather, and knitting can be achieved.
I only just managed to snap this shot before all the food on the plate disappeared. I’m sure it was osmosis!
Ah King St. Is there anything else quite like it?