Poppy seeds are a very underrated seed. Luckily, thanks to my bagel adventures at the farmer’s market, I always have a huge mason jar full of them ready to go. So, this morning when we wanted to make some tasty pancakes for breakfast but had no fresh, pancake-suitable fruit on hand, my mind went straight to nuts and seeds. As I glanced through our cupboard, the poppy seeds stood out to me. I never, ever use them in anything other than bagels, for no good reason at all. In fact, we both love poppy seed centric desserts. On top of that, the only fruit I did have were some beautiful cara cara oranges, and poppy and orange are a match made in heaven. So, poppy orange pancakes is was.
For those of you who don’t follow me on Instagram or Twitter you may not know that I’ve started to sell my Montreal Bagels at the local farmer’s market (for the Calgarians out there, I’m at the Hillhurst-Sunnyside farmer’s market!). I have been wanting to do this for a long time and have finally taken the plunge. It’s a lot of hours making bagels but I’m loving it. I can’t wait to see where it goes and I’m excited to have people tasting and buying the bagels (and liking them too!).
Last week, my boyfriend bought 5 plumcots (a mixture between a plum and apricot) and didn’t eat any. Then he went out of town for a couple of days, leaving me with slightly overripe fruit and no one to cook for. I don’t know why cooking dinner suddenly becomes so much less appealing when someone else isn’t there. I certainly don’t cook solely to please him- I love cooking, I love eating good food! So why is it so hard to make something when you’re alone? Actually, my instinct was to eat cereal for dinner or to undertake a huge culinary project like making ravioli from scratch or various fancy breads, but I figure it was nicer to share those things.
I’ll admit, I ate this for dinner, and what a glorious dinner it was! I made some blackberry filled Challah dreaming of the french toast that it would eventually become. I threw half of the loaf in the freezer (it is a huge loaf of bread) and waited patiently for Sunday night when I could whip the second half into the most awesome meal ever.