I feel I could be in danger of teaching grandmother to suck eggs. But I'm ploughing on through anyway. It's pancake day, or rather Shrove Tuesday. The day to use up all the fat and eggs in the house before the first day of Lent.
I know you like your wafer thin crepes with sugar, lemon, Nutella, jam, caramel, bananas etc, but I wanted to champion the savoury pancake.
I'm not going to pretend like these are healthy, because sometimes you don't want healthy. Sometimes the kale and the almond milk chat and the steaming rather than frying can give you healthy fatigue. If that's the case then I prescribe something so trashy, so incredibly grubby that it sends you straight back on the wagon.
If you're still stuck in winter-mode and not yet ready to embrace the summery salad, then fear not, there are other ways
This triple layered tart (pie, slice, whatever you want to call it) is a great combination of tangy, herby and subtly sweet - that'll be the carrots for ya - and makes for an impressive little starter or lunch option.
These fritters are great gobbled up as they are or with an array of dips. Or with some baked ham and eggs. Babies rather like them, though be careful how many they eat as halloumi is rather salty. Basically, they're the most versatile fritter in the world.
These meatballs are easy, they're low carb, they're delightfully crunchy and they contain chorizo which makes them mighty moreish. My sons love them. I love them. Beware the pinkish colour of the inside of the balls post baking - that's just the chorizo. They're not raw I promise. Enjoy.
For anyone who is doing it for the first time, or who feels a slightly sense of dread then read on. Some of this is obvious stuff, but I personally find it very useful to have everything in one place. Here's my plan, for what it's worth...
This is almost too quick to knock up. Like one of those cake in a cup jobs that leads to 10pm cravings and tighter jeans. This freezes well and is delicious toasted for breakfast with a little butter spread on it.
I am never happy. No, I don't mean I'm a depressive. I think I was depressed for about 2 months back in 1999, but other than that have been lucky on that front. I'm just never happy with my lot. I have this constant suspicion I am missing out on things. I have to try everything once. It's a recipe for disaster. Like poor impulse control in infants.