Sunday, August 25, 2013

I made red velvet pancakes and so can you



Red velvet pancakes - a dream I dared to dream. I actually don't even think this entry needs any backstory because red velvet pancakes speak for themselves.

Here's how you too can make your red velvet pancake dreams come true.

Ingredients

- 1.5 cups red velvet cake mix
- .5 cup Bisquick
- 2 eggs
- 1 cup milk (I used skim plus to offset some of the calorie load)

Directions

- Mix ingredients in bowl with electric mixer.
- Pour small portions into skillet. This part is important. Because of the cake mix, the pancakes don't hold together quite as well as normal and if you make them bigger than about 4-5", they will be a bear to flip (learned this the hard way). 
- Also important - cook them a little longer than you might normally. I like really light pancakes generally but these need a little longer to cook.

When they were done, I frosted them with one of the whipped versions of a cheesecake frosting, because regular would be too heavy.

After that all you need is an insulin shot and you're good to go... They are pretty sweet so you'll be happy you had smaller ones.

Enjoy! 

Friday, August 23, 2013

keep 'em laughing

i was a very serious child.

this is probably mostly owing to the fact that i never felt like i fit in with my peer group.  i realize this is the oldest gay story in the book and i actually think that the reason i didn't fit in with kids was not my sexuality (the reason i didn't fit in with teenagers however...) i have always been told i was an "old soul," which i think was the original "it gets better."  i just plain did not get children. this is probably why i was always reading books that were way above my age level (to my parents great credit, the only one they ever took away was "the thornbirds." to my questionable credit, i never finished it after that).

my parents got a video camera in 1986 and there is this video of my brother's 2nd birthday a year later where i am overheard many times calling my mom "mother," and seriously intoning each request as if i'm a character in from a dicken's novel. i was 5.

(continue reading after the jump...)