Quinoa Pancakes
Chloe has a boyfriend.
He is the sweetest little dog, and on rainy or too hot to walk days, my friend and I will get them together for play dates. They basically spend a few hours at one or the other of our houses playing chase and wrestling.
Recently, our friends went away for a week, and I volunteered to take their dog. I imagined they would both be thrilled to have a never-ending play date. I was wrong.
The first day went well…until bedtime.
As we headed up the stairs, Chloe looked at her buddy, then looked out the window to his house, then pointedly looked back at him again, as if to say, “Dude. That’s your house. I love you and all, but it’s time to go home. Now.”
Fortunately, Tim was offering bedtime incentives in the form of biscuits, and both dogs happily headed off to bed without needing a referee (and a SWAT team and a few EMTs — I love Chloe, but she is not very patient when she has issued an order.)
Unfortunately, her buddy got to the bed first, made a cozy nest of her pillow, went belly up, and was snoring within seconds. Chloe looked at Tim and myself like, “I hold you responsible for this. This is my pillow, my bed, and you are my servants. Fix this now or you will suffer the consequences.”
Then she beat up her blankets, growled at the three of us, and went off in a huff to sleep in the bedroom chair.
The next day, play resumed as usual, but our girl is not one to let things go. She knows how to hold a grudge, and she believes that revenge is a dish best served cold.
Years ago, I used to take her with me to walk my SIL’s dog. They were both pullers, and mostly in entirely different directions, so to save myself from being drawn and quartered by them, I bought a split lead where they were joined together kind of like a team of stage coach horses.
Now he was a fast walker and she has always been a dawdler. They did not make a good team. He bolted down the street like he was the lead horse for Wells Fargo and had to outrun the outlaws who were coming after the gold. Bathroom stops were limited to a few seconds at a time, and sniffing was a gratuitous luxury. Chloe was not happy with any of this. But she got her revenge.
He was older, and eventually developed cataracts and went blind. He could still walk like nobody’s business and had the entire neighborhood memorized, but he allowed her to take the lead.
And lead him she did. Right into every tree and telephone pole that she could.
She would start off at speed aiming for a tree (one assumed to use the facilities, but no), then would veer off at the last second so that he would slam into it (this actually never happened as I tumbled to her evil plan and managed to abort the mission at the last second). Failure didn’t stop her from trying multiple times though, and I swear I could her her chuckling under her breath at every attempt (mwwahahahahahaha).
So, I am keeping a close eye on her buddy, alert for any plots that may be afoot, because I’m certain she is just biding her time before she gets revenge on him.
Ingredients:
- 1/2 cup quinoa, rinsed
- 1/4 cup almond flour
- 2 teaspoons baking powder
- 1-2 Tablespoons maple syrup
- 1/4 cup water**
- Fruit of choice: (choose one of the following)
3 medium bananas plus 1 teaspoon vanilla
1 cup blueberries
1/2 container of strawberries (about 10-12), hulled plus
1/2 cup unsweetened applesauce plus another tablespoon of maple syrup plus 1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 cup unsweetened applesauce plus 1 Tablespoon molasses, 2 more tablespoons maple syrup, 2 teaspoons ground ginger, 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon and 1/4 teaspoon ground cloves.
**If you’d like a thinner consistency for the batter, you can add more water, 1 Tablespoon at a time, until the desired thinness is reached
Directions:
- Put all ingredients in a high speed blender, starting with the fruit and maple syrup and water. Blend all ingredients till smooth. You can add additional maple syrup to make the batter sweeter.
- Cook pancakes in lightly greased pan over medium/medium low heat 3-5 minutes per side.
Enjoy!
