Well, the waffles I planned with my new sourdough starter turned out to be pancakes, because Milo wailed when he heard I was making waffles AGAIN and Mark suggested I should make pancakes this time, since Milo prefers them and it's been waffles the last few times. Which is fine, because there isn't a whole lot of difference between waffle batter and pancake batter, just a bit more milk in the pancakes and the eggs not separated.
I over-thinned them with milk and so they didn't stand up tall and fluffy but turned out more like crepes. Still, they were very flavorful, and the batter rose beautifully. I like my pancakes with none or very little syrup, but slathered in good-quality local butter; I think maybe I overdid it a bit this morning!
Sourdough Pancakes
- 1/2 cup fresh starter*
- 2 cups warm water
- 2 and 1/2 cups whole wheat flour
Combine these and set in a warm place until bubbly (several hours). To the batter I added
- 1 Tbsp honey (estimated as I just squirted the honey right into the batter)
- 2 Tbsp coconut oil, melted
- 1 tsp salt
- 1 tsp baking soda
- 3 beaten eggs (because they were kind of small; my recipe said 2)
- Milk to thin to desired consistency
Cook, um, like pancakes.
When you mix the batter in the morning, it has a bit of a weird, elastic consistency that makes it (I think) hard to judge when it's thin enough. I usually like my pancake batter thin enough to pour, but next time I think I'll make a more spoonable batter so the pancakes are fluffier. It's especially important when you make blueberry pancakes, as you need the characteristic thickness of the pancakes to be roughly equal to the diameter of your largest blueberries.
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* "Fresh starter" means starter that has just been "refreshed" with the weekly feeding -- in other words, not the little jar you saved in your fridge from last time, but what you've got a few hours after you mix the contents of the little jar with some new flour and water and set it aside. Some of that batch, in turn, has to be set aside in the fridge to keep your culture going till next "feeding."
Poor Milo, too many homemade waffles for breakfast. He can come to my house and eat bagels if I can come to your house and eat waffles.
Posted by: Jamie | 25 September 2009 at 03:24 PM