Meet Tricia…a girl after my own heart. Except she feeds 9 everyday, and I feed 4 and a baby. Maybe it should be that I am the girl after her own heart…
I love convenience.
And I’ve learned that homemade convenience is best. Especially when dealing with food allergies.
Doubling or tripling a recipe is usually a result of a pep talk I have with myself. Which is often.
- “Now, honey, all the ingredients are out. You’re already making a mess. And you have the extra ingredients needed for this family of seven. The clean up effort will be about the same. But the benefit at busy meal time is immeasurable. Give yourself a break.”
Recently I snuck in a bit of batch cooking without others noticing Grandma and Grandpa were over. We were celebrating Grandma’s birthday – brunch style. Before they arrived I decided I’d double the freshly-ground, whole wheat pancake recipe.
We’re visiting. Sipping coffee. All the while I’m flipping pancakes. Even children volunteered. And it was a perfect time to fit in that bit of cooking fun, showing younger ones how to dip the measuring cup. Older ones how to flip without missing the griddle.
The time investment totaled about 30 minutes. A pleasant half an hour visiting with family. Simply no drudgery involved.
Our pancakes on this particular morning were made with buttermilk substitute (since it’s cheaper) and egg substitute (due to our allergy adaptations). But you can have the same type pep talk I did over your favorite box of biscuit mix.
- Whole wheat pancakes to feed the seven us, plus Grandma and Grandpa = 9 people fed
- Plus FOURTEEN 3-stacks tucked away in the freezer = 4 more mornings or 2 more weeknights
Fast forward to predawn hours of a weekday. I’ve only had about three sips of coffee.
“Think. Think. Think.” Meanwhile, littlest is tugging on my pants leg. Juice cup in hand. “Hungry, Mama!”
Aha! The pancakes. In the freezer. Those luscious stacks in serving size. Homemade by me. Ready to meet the morning challenge. Ready to fill tummies with healthy goodness. All because I had a pep talk with myself while I was making a mess anyway.
So, tell me. Do you have pep talks with yourself in the kitchen too?