Around these parts, Sunday = Family day! Family day generally involves lazing about in our PJ’s and a little breakfast cook-up by yours truly. Lately, I’ve stepped it up a notch in the breakfast stakes, thanks to our fancy new waffle maker!
I actually bought the waffle maker for Trav’s Fathers Day this year. For those of you that know me, you’ll know what a big deal this was as I don’t like to encourage such frivolous, impractical gifts. I DESPISE worthless appliances like fairy floss makers, egg cookers, slushy makers etc so this was a pretty big sacrifice for me to make!
In stark contrast, those of you that know Trav will also know that ridiculously pointless appliances are precisesly the sort of thing that he lives for *sigh*. So being the ever-so-selfless and generous wife that I am, I swallowed my pride, morals and standards and bought him an embarrassing waffle maker appliance that makes stupid heart-shaped waffles (I know…you don’t need to say it! I KNOW).
Predictably upon receipt of this ridiculous gift, Trav was beyond stoked, and shockingly he was in the mood for waffles!. Because it was Fathers day, I felt obliged to fulfil his request so off I trudged to the kitchen to make the man some friggin heart-shaped waffles. I measured out the ingredients (sorta), fired up the waffle maker, and I was good to go.
Now I’m not sure exactly when it happened, but when it did, it totally took me by surprise. Perhaps it was the smell of the waffles wafting through our house. Perhaps it was while I drowned the plate of waffles in delectable maple syrup. I can’t be 100% sure, but what I am sure of is that I sat down, swallowed my pride and scoffed that ridiculous waffle. And it was freaking delicious. As i sat there, shovelling bite after bite into my mouth, wondering what the hell I’d just done, I realised my worst fears had just eventuated. I’m not proud to admit this so publicly, but I feel it’s important to just come out and say it: I LOVED it. I loved that stupid, pointless ridiculous appliance! And because I’m all about facing my fears, I’m taking the brave step to share this embarrassing fact with you all.
I wasn’t totally accepting of this fact at first. I’ll be honest, I felt a barrage of confusing emotions…Who am I? What have I done? Does this mean I’m going to now buy a hot dog maker? I wasn’t able to answer these questions… all I do know is that within that moment, home-made waffles were the BOMB.COM and I was totally, unequivocally HOOKED on them. (Noooooooooooooo!)
Once I’d made my peace with my newfound obsession I then went about making waffles for breakfast EVERY SUNDAY. The first couple of times I made them I used the recipe provided with the machine, but I’ll be honest, it was WAY too much effort for this lazy cook! It required the separation of egg yolks, beating until soft peaks formed, yadda yadda yadda. Despite the ethereal taste, it all seemed a bit too hard (I’d be prepping for longer than it took to actually cook and eat the waffles!). So one weekend I did a quick google search to see if I could find a Thermomix recipe that was a little easier….and I found it! A dream recipe that was quick, easy AND crazy delicious! It was the Easy Peasy Thermomix Waffles recipe. And you guys need to try it!
I pretty much followed the recipe with a few exceptions (you know me!). I omitted the bi-carb soda based on some reviews noting that it’s inclusion in the batter made the mix a little gritty. Also, because I didn’t have buttermilk on hand (does anyone?), I substituted it with regular milk and just added vinegar, and this seemed to work just fine.
The batter made more than enough waffles for the 3 of us, so maybe half the mix if you are only cooking for 2 or 3 of you (or you can make a total pig of yourself and eat them all. Who am I to judge?!).
To finish off these delectable home-made waffles, I would throw some fresh blueberries and sliced banana on top (FYI fruit cancels out the sugary syrup, making them a totes healthy option, and really no different to having an apple for breakfast). I’d then drown the lot in maple syrup (Trav would also add ice-cream, but I’m not even going to go there!).
These waffles are so good that you just HAVE to try them! – and if you don’t have a waffle iron, well I totally recommend you buy one just so you can experience the home-made waffle nirvana like I now do every Sunday (Seriously). For those of you eager beavers who are already typing ‘waffle maker’ into Google, let me save you the trouble. This is the one we have and it’s small enough to hide in the cupboard when people come over (in case they’re like I used to be, and would make judgements on your character based on this one stupid appliance alone). Oh, and I almost forgot to mention! The best part about this little waffle maker is that it also has a little dial for ‘crisp control’, meaning you can make them as crunchy (or not crunchy) as you like! Genius!
I know that some of you who’re reading this will be wondering whether or not you can ever forgive me for my misfortunes, and I totally get that. All I ask is that you try them and if you can resist their waffley goodness, well I guess you’re a bigger person then I am! (PS I didn’t mean you’re literally a bigger person than me, lets face it, with the amount of waffles I’ve been consuming that’s pretty unlikely!)