Tradition!

As has been my custom for the past 15 or so years, I made waffles with strawberries & cream for breakfast/lunch today. Every April General Conference Sunday since, oh... I'd say 1995 (my first Spring in Provo), this has been the standard mid-day fare. Cousin Julie and I did it together for years (and Greg, Doug, Rustin and Brad would come over). When she got married and I came back to Arizona, I started a family tradition with my parents and younger sister. It's gotten to be such big thing with my folks that we'll talk about the fact that it's coming weeks ahead of time, and my mom and I will call and tell each other when we've picked up the goods and we're ready for Sunday morning to come. (She went to Bashas' yesterday and they were - get this - out of whipping cream and she had to settle for Cool Whip. How tragic is that?!)

Anyhoo... today was a great day at my house. (How could it not be? I had a quart of whipping cream on hand. I not only whipped it up for the top of the waffles, but I put half cream/half milk into the waffles themselves. Yeah, I know. It's like a heart attack on a plate. ... I heart cream.)

Here's a snapshot into my life for you. (And rest assured, the lumps you see in the batter are supposed to be there. They're the egg whites that I whipped and then gently folded in.)


And... here's a lovely shot of my lunch. Yeah, I know... that's almost a whole carton of strawberries and an unholy amount of whipped cream. And it's exactly the way that I like it. :-)

Seriously, these waffles are divine. As anyone who's ever gone to breakfast with me can attest, I order pancakes or Belgian waffles with strawberries & cream every time. That having been said (and I'm saying this, having eaten a copious amount of restaurant waffles), I'm pretty sure that I make the best damn waffles this side of the Rio Grand. I think it's the combination of the egg whites and the cinnamon. Oh, and my magic touch, of course. They're good. I mean... freakishly good. Which seems just about right for Conference weekend.

I love my life. I really, really do.