Waffles: Punch Up The Brunch

Best Waffle Recipe

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I’ve got one word for brunch:  WAFFLES.

I hadn’t thrown a brunch in a few years, yet I pick Christmas Day to brush up on brunch-hosting skills. With a small group of good friends coming over, I am not worried that I have to impress. But still, I want the holiday meal to be plentiful, festive and yummy. Who wants people to remember Christmas 2011 as the day of the crappy brunch?

A Krups waffle iron sits way in the back of the lower kitchen cupboard looking a little sad from neglect. But the Belgian waffle maker cleans up nicely.

When making waffles, always go Belgian; their waffles have the deep recesses that hold more butter and syrup than the wimpy dimpled ones. There’s good reason Belgians are known for their waffles.

I find a waffle recipe on allrecipes.com. I change it up enough to make it my own. Double the sugar and double the vanilla is the consensus in the comments, so I go with that. A few commentators suggested doubling the cinnamon as well. Since the original recipe did not call for cinnamon, I decide to add a dash to the batter. Next time I’ll go heavier with the cinnamon.

Make the batter the night before. Day of, set up a waffle station with walnuts, sliced banana, strawberries, chocolate chips–whatever variations suit you. Make the waffles to order–fresh from the waffle iron is the best. My waffle iron makes four at a time, so I start with a batch or two of plain batter waffles, since plain is in highest demand.

Don’t be surprised at the popularity of plain; 29% of the population prefer vanilla ice cream. The second most popular flavor, chocolate, is favored by only 8.9%. Another statistic supporting bland:  46% of the population favor a generic Republican in the upcoming presidential election.

But once the hungriest are fed, sprinkle walnuts or chocolate chips in the next batch. Success is guaranteed.


It’s The Great Pumpkin, Coffeecake

After we broke up, an ex-boyfriend called up a mutual friend to ask for . . . what do you think? Something he left at my apartment? No, he wanted my Sour Cream Pumpkin Coffeecake recipe.

I’m feeling more generous now and I’m in an autumn baking mood, so here it is.

Putting this coffeecake together is like layering a lasagne, down to the colors and textures. I double the streusel and why not? You’re already over the reasonable calorie limit. Bring this to a party with confidence; it is guaranteed to please.

I claim this recipe as my very own because I’ve struggled to hang onto it. (And not just because the ex was after it.)

I originally clipped it from a Libby’s, Libby’s, Libby’s magazine ad in the 1980s. I kept it on the refrigerator but the index card must have fallen behind the fridge. I didn’t notice the greasy card missing until after I moved to a new apartment. A couple of years later, I got the recipe back, thanks to my good friend Denise.

She wrote to a “you-asked-for-it” recipe column in The Milwaukee Sentinel, back when there was a Milwaukee Sentinel and there was no Internet.

I later lost it again in one of my many moves. But no recipe is gone for good in this Internet age.

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Red Velvet Recipes

Cupcakes are hot and so is Miami.

I topped off a dinner of conch, truffled polenta and Florida Pompano at Michy’s restaurant with their Red Velvet Cupcake.

The cream cheese frosting under red sugar sprinkles sat high on the little cake. The tiny glass of milk served with the cupcake, intended to inject the experience with down-home irony, was unnecessary.

Michy’s is on Biscayne Boulevard, next to a creepy motel. Don’t park there.

You’re not venturing down to Miami soon? You shy away from Bates-like motels? But you love red velvet you say? Then click here for a full-size version of the recipe at the left. Don’t forget the cream cheese frosting. And the red sugar sprinkles.