I Cherish My Weekends Because…

Can you smell Saturday? Can you feel that Saturday is here? Well, I don’t know about you, but I can! The recent two weeks have been rough, the first being designated the week as the new girl at work who had so much to learn (the work is interesting, people are wonderful and workplace is swanky, can’t complain there….), and the early half of the second was a bit of a turmoil as I was ill. So as the weekend approached, I couldn’t feel more appreciative of time off for myself and for M.

To celebrate the weekend, I decided to shower M with some gifts. He loves a good punnet of strawberries, and good coffee, so during my lunch break on Friday, I managed to get hold of a crate of some really stunning strawberries for only 6 quid, and some really fragrant freshly ground coffee. It was funny how someone commented to her friend that she was happy to smell some good coffee instead of stinky armpits when we were all packed like sardines during the evening rush hour in the tube. I happily declared that the coffee was mine, much to her amusement. I think I did well as a loving commuter and a doting wife.

When I got home, M was so happy to see the Spanish strawberries, beautifully lined up in the crate. I casually told him that I was going to photograph it the next morning with my new lens as I caught him leaning in to took a whiff. I thought I had made myself pretty clear….little did I know that the crate was already semi-molested when I woke up today. Someone clearly had itchy fingers last night…..and snuck some of it when I wasn’t looking!

But I can’t quite blame him, because these strawberries were impossibly scrumptious! Firm, juicy, ripe and sweet, yes my dears, I was a teeny bit annoyed at the half-empty crate but since it was already compromised, one strawberry for the missus couldn’t hurt.

I thought about baking something with these babies, but they are so sweet and fresh that I wanted M to have them as how they should be consumed. So I woke up this morning, gently cajoled him out of his sleep, and asked him if he would like to have American-style pancakes for brunch. ‘Yes’, came a muffled reply from this heap in between the pillow and the sheets.

I put the batter together really quickly, washed and sliced up some strawberries, whipped up some cream and drizzled golden syrup all over our brunch. I got the sleepy boy in for some us-time. We chatted, mmmmm-ed, oooooh-ed and aaaaaaah-ed over the fluffy and thick pancakes. M also made cappuccino with his new Nespresso, gifted to him by generous friends as an early birthday present. It was such joy watching him wolf down the pancakes and the strawberries, and I was happy to spend time with him. Plus, it is sunny in London, can you believe it? How precious!

These two weeks have been exhausting. But I thank the heavens for tough times, because they really make me appreciate the good times. So, gather your strawberries, make a good cuppa and whip up some pancakes. Find joy in a good breakfast with your loved ones, and forget about work….until Monday comes a-knocking anyway.

Here’s the recipe:

American-style Pancakes

135g self-raising flour
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
2 tbsp caster sugar
130ml milk
1 large egg, beaten
Unsalted butter for pan-frying

1. Sift flour, baking powder, salt and sugar into a large bowl. Lightly whisk milk and egg together in a separate bowl.

2. Pour milk mixture into the sifted ingredients, and beat using a fork, until you get a smooth batter. Let the batter stand for a few minutes. The batter is very thick, but this is what you want for fluffy pancakes.

3. On medium heat, melt a knob of butter in a non-stick frying pan. Add a ladle of batter (depending on size of your pan, I could do three at once). Once you see a few bubbles on the top of the batter, lift the bottom of the pancake up to see if it’s dry and a nice golden-brown. If it is, just flip the pancake over and cook until both sides are golden-brown. When you repeat this with the rest of the batter, make sure pan isn’t too hot by then, you might want to lower the heat. Wrap the rest of the cooked pancakes in foil to keep them warm until it’s time for your brunch to make a grand entrance.

4. Have the pancakes fresh from the pan, with lots of golden syrup and freshly whipped cream, topped with fruit toppings, if you like!

This recipe makes about 6 thick pancakes of 3-inch diameter each, if you’ve got a hungry pack waiting at the other end, make more portions of this recipe.


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9 thoughts on “I Cherish My Weekends Because…

  1. Lady J

    Yeah, am with you on this pleasure monger, weekends are so precious and it’s nice to see that you started the weekend on a great foot with good food 😉

  2. Pingback: We Need A Fairy Godmother, Some More Than Others « The Pleasure Monger

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