I went to my physical last Friday. Guess what? High blood pressure and they suspect that I have poor cholestoral readings. And I could lose a few pounds. Nothing makes you feel self-conscious like a female doctor with her nurse practitioner in training telling you that you have to drop weight all the while your ass is hanging out the back end of an ill fitting hospital gown.
Go and figure that one of the items that they pick up on is the fact that my eating habits are questionable.
Sure. Go ahead. Point and waggle your finger at me and remind me that I’m bringing this upon myself. I CAN’T HELP IT!! I love acting on impulse and eating what could be considered absolute crap. For instance, when I found the Batter Blaster Pancake/Waffle Mix in a spray can I was overjoyed! IT WAS IN A CAN LIKE WHIPPED CREAM!! The novelty of it was too much to resist. I had to have it. And I did!
Shake the can! Turn the can over! Spray the batter onto a warm pan or griddle! Eat! And then…make a face displaying your disappointment at how craptacular it came out. The pancakes were thin and flimsy. It was depressing. I should have listened to Clare when she told me not to do it. I did discover that although the pancakes were pretty lackluster when you use the Batter Blaster with a waffle iron they come out pretty darn good. Slap on some butter and some maple syrup and you’re in business. The only thing better would be to add a little flavor to the waffle. No, not some strawberries or blueberry campote with whip cream. We’re talking some good old fashioned Bacon Waffles.
Which brings us to our next destination: Eggspectations in Fairfax. You can get some pretty unique food here. I opted to get the Construction Pancake: A layered high rise of pancakes, sausage, bacon and grilled potatoes. This thing was nothing short of insanely amazing and disgusting at the same time. The construction of this thing was, from the ground up
- One big, fluffy pancake
- Two juicy sausages
- Another big, fluffy pancake
- Three slices of bacon
- A final big, fluffy pancake
- Throw some thick cut home fries all over the plate
- Serve butter and maple syrup on the side. Oh, who are we kidding? You know we’ll just throw that on there, too.
I was kind of proud of myself for eating it 🙂 Afterwards, though, I felt a little buyer’s remorse and cursed myself for eating the whole thing. Angela drove home and I briefly slipped into a food coma.
What makes it even better was that the day before the physical Angela ordered us pizza for dinner. The day after? We hit the Herndon Festival where I wrestled with a foot long corn dog and funnel cake.
Ok, maybe the doctor has a point.
Is that blood or butter in your veins?
Your poor doctor.
Ooh, SIGN ME UP for that Construction Pancake! YUM!
I know I am a freak for knowing this stuff, but Batter Blaster is actually lower in fat, calories and cholesterol than an equally sized pancake by Aunt Jemima, Bisquick, or any of the other top mixes. Plus it’s fresh and organic, so go figure…
But…but…that would require me to read the nutritional value material on the can. I didn’t even know that it was organic until you pointed it out and I looked at the picture on the can 🙂
Will I buy it again? Oh, heck yeah. It really does make a pretty tasty waffle and it is pretty convenient to keep in the fridge.
And to be honest I thought that this was how food was supposed to be in the ‘future’. Growing up I remember reading how everything would come in tubes and from cans like this – kind of like astronaut food.
Now I wonder how hard it would be to offer different flavors in the can…
I TOLD YOU ABOUT THAT BATTER BLASTER.
You had to learn it the same way I had to learn about the Banana Twinkies.
I never tried making waffles with it, but they make craptastic pancakes.