For some reason, many people consider crêpe a foreign concept. Not because the yummy pancake has French origins but they just don’t know how to approach making crêpe in the kitchen. Maybe cause they think they need a crêpe maker or special flour. But no, making crêpe is actually really simple and you don’t need any fancy gadgets. Making crêpe is on a par with making pancakes. The batter is simple to make. Now, if you don’t want to make the batter every morning, you can make some a few days before and just save the batter in a jar.…
I remember the first time I was served oatmeal in a carton coffee cup. Not conventional but it made your fellow New Yorker happier and way more productive. When I didn’t have time to make breakfast, I would just pop in and get a cup of oatmeal. But the cup isn’t what made it convenient. What made it convenient was that it was a smooth oatmeal sans oats and easy to drink. But of course, it still tasted like oatmeal.
I don’t know why or how I started ordering Belgian waffles along with my usual breakfast but it happened and I never ordered regular waffles again. To me, Belgian waffles taste better. But are they really Belgian? Waffles are very popular in Belgium. However, Belgians don’t have waffles for breakfast. Their breakfast typically consists of bread, cheese, jam, and honey. The more important question is, is the Belgian waffle dish that’s served in the United States the same as what we would get in Belgium? The answer is no. First of all, they don’t come served on a dish. Prepare…
A typical New Yorker morning would be to head to Starbucks or Dean and Deluca for a coffee and a pastry. But with a nostalgia for France, why not start a Saturday morning by going to Balthazar instead? This boulangerie is so cozy and filled with different pastries including tarte aux pommes and scones. Grab a hot cup of coffee and a warm cinnamon roll. The cinnamon roll is a must-try by the way. It has a crusty outside with a soft inside. So good you won’t regret the five bucks it costs.
Moroccan baghrir was one of my favorite breakfast choices when I was in Marrakech. I remember seeing the ladies prepare it over a cast iron griddle. So here I am with my nostalgic tendencies trying to recreate my Moroccan breakfasts.
