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©2008 Harry Kenney

Alright I know what I said before. And I’ve changed my mind. I’m allowed to do that. I said when it came to making waffles it has to be from scratch — and that still holds true. But for pancakes I said get lazy and usually just grab the pre-made mix with the big “B” on the yellow box. Well, I’ve changed my mind.

You see, here I am baking cookies around the Holidays time — rats, I’ll have to remember to get those recipes up here. Where was I? Ah, the cookies and cakes like the lava cake, cave-in cake and the banana Boston cream pie and puffed pastries too … after that how can I justify saving myself a mere 3.5 seconds by grabbing a premade mix instead of just making my hotcakes from scratch? So I played around a bit then came up with the mixture I like best.

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You know how you can tell I’m a home cook and not a chef? Cause if I get a very good result from something pre-prepared, I’ll often enough be lazy and I’ll take it. For instance, I’ve never made from-scratch pancakes. Yeah, I know, lazy-lazy. It wouldn’t be that much of a bother, it’s just that a box of Bisquick, eggs and milk does it so fine and in less time. Btw, just because I don’t make from-scratch pancakes does not mean I don’t “juice them up.” Blueberry pancakes, banana pancakes, chocolate chip pancakes ….

When it comes to waffles, it’s FSO: From-scratch only, baby! But why, you ask? Waffles are much more difficult than pancakes. True. But the answer is the pre-packaged stuff does not cut it. Doesn’t come close. If it did, then yeah, I’d probably be lazy again. But it is soooo far away from what a “real” waffle is. No way.

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This is one of those meals I had way long ago. It was my first big vacation when I was out on my own. It fell at the end of September, top of October and my initial choice of the Bahamas looked to be too shaky with hurricane season. So I took my second choice first: Santa Fe-Taos area of New Mexico. Why? What’s not to love? American Indian pueblos, a church bell cast before the Pilgrims landed, Indian art, cowboy art, the home of Georgia O’Keefe, southwestern cooking, adobe houses, you name it.

It was also the first vacation I took solo, and learned the art of eating by one’s self. And one of the things they all suggest for dining alone is to slowly savor the food. Maybe that’s why I remember one of those meals, this one, so well. Maybe that’s in part why I became a “foodie” and then got into cooking. Anyhow, this is my best effort recreation of that awesome breakfast I had one day in some restaurant in Santa Fe. I think it turned out pretty delish if I say so myself.

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