Stir up some of your earliest culinary recollections. Did you stand at your grandmother’s elbow to learn to cook? Or did you learn by stumbling through a cookbook by yourself? Share a healthy recipe and the accompanying story about one of your first cooking memories.
Believe it or not, I did not come out of the womb with a whisk and apron in hand. I actually hated cooking at a young age. Everything I touched, I burned. I don’t even think cereal went by unscathed.
Me and about seven other gals rocked out and played water cup jenga all before 7 AM. The neighbors must have loved us.
It was great to see all those runners killin’ it in the 80 degree heat, but I am so glad I wasn’t one of them. I did however get the itch to sign up for my next race sometime in the near future!
The rest of the day was spent with my man-friend who came up to visit for the weekend. We did a whole lotta exploring, which included a random man playing the drums in a field….for hours, a hidden speakeasy, and the most gorgeous and absolutely amazing meals. But you’ll have to wait until Wednesday to hear all about that 🙂
I did however find some words I can live by.
After a quick brunch with my friendly man before he hit the road, I spent the rest of the day studying for law school.
Until I convinced myself that running in the 90 degree sun was a good idea.
It’s not. I somehow managed to do 3 miles, until I thought my face was going to melt straight off my head. Us runners, we crazy.
I found it only appropriate to reward myself with a cool post-run treat.
And it tasted just how I remembered as kid, when 12 of these would easily disappear in one sitting Except those purple and orange ones. Straight up cough syrup.
And then it was time for breakfast!
..for dinner. Since I didn’t get my Sunday pancake fix in the AM, I had to make it happen one way or another.
And since I teased you about them last week onInstagram, I couldn’t let my pancake reputation become tainted.
I first fell in love with sweet potato pancakes when the Southern roomie and I took a road trip to Nashville, and waited an hour to experience the Pancake Pantry.
And since I never want to take the time and effort to make pancakes with more than a handful of ingredients, I found a way to get my fix with only two.
Two I tell ya! I suggest jazzing them up with some cinnamon, because it makes them all the more delicious, but who am I to tell you how to eat pancakes.
Having this little smoothie blender sure came in handy. If you have one, or one of the single-cup options with your blender I suggest using that. It made it getting these pancakes into my pie hole that much faster.
And a little butter never hurt a pancake. Peanut or regular. 😉