It stays dark well into morning this time of year, this far north. I was thinking it was time to climb out of bed and into the new year when Angel said, "It's New Year's day. Would you make waffles?
The waffle iron was actually one of my parents' wedding presents. Here's a shot of the waffle iron with the lid up.
I use a variant of the recipe from my mother's Better Homes and Gardens cookbook. Basically, I use about half whole wheat pastry flour and half another kind of flour (usually brown rice flour). I separate the eggs and whip the whites into frothy mountains and fold them into the batter.
Here's another shot with the waffle iron closed. Check out the electrical cord. No three pronged plugs for these babies. And the outside gets about as hot as the inside of this chrome monster. It's over sixty years old and still going strong.
I hope you all have an excellent 2010. One would hope that it's got to be better than 2009. One would hope. The Old Amigo thinks it's possible. Just.
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There's a new IHOP near us, and we walked down for New Year's brunch there. Scout and Tracey stayed home, but Janice, Bruce and I all made it the two miles there and the two miles back.
Waffles: so delicious they're pernicious :-)
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