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Re: the waffle iron

Yes, we will naturally get a new waffle iron.

We are going to give the model that died on us another chance.  We’ll get it through Costco again. (and would have already but our store didn’t have them in stock.  Frank’s going to check the Costco by his work, and if that comes up empty we’ll buy from the website.)  And, if it dies again, at least we know we won’t have trouble returning it.

And should it die again, we’ve decided we just must be waffle iron abusers, and perhaps we need to upgrade to a sturdier, more hard-core machine.  If such measures are necessary, we’ll be trading up for this sucker.  I have a little trouble stomaching shelling out $200 for such a one-purpose appliance…. but then at the same time, we use our waffle iron more than we use many of our multi-purpose appliances, like our blender.  And this one makes two waffles at once.  Oh, the humanity!  It just doesn’t get any better than that.  At least when it comes to waffles.

Syrup snobbery

I’ve talked previously about my waffle addiction.  To sum up mostly because I’m too lazy to link to past entries, we got a smokin’ new waffle iron for Christmas and it is being used heavily.  Granted we’re having waffles 2-3 days a week now, vs. the 6-7 days a week we were averaging right after Christmas (and sometimes more than once a day) but the waffle addiction continues.

I’m still using the just-add-water waffle batter, since the frequent waffle-making requires a mix that doesn’t otherwise become too labor-intensive.  We are using a giant bag from Costco with much success, making the batter just slightly thicker than the recipe suggests.  In the name of nutrition, I do usually add something to the batter.  Usually it’s wheat germ or flaxseed meal, or when I’m feeling wild and crazy, both.  Often, I run some frozen blueberries through a food mill and add those.  Lane claims she doesn’t like blueberries but she sure seems to love her some blueberry-flavored waffles.  I’ve tried banana pancakes on her and she would have nothing to do with them, which is weird to me because she loves pancakes, and she loves bananas.  Bananas and pancake batter, however, must fuel an as-of-yet-undocumented-by-science chemical reaction, thus rendering the final product completely abhorrent to her taste buds.  I thought they tasted good though.  Regardless, I won’t attempt mashed banana in the waffles for that reason, though I suspect it might taste good and would be a fine way to use up some overripe bananas.  Well, maybe I’ll try it anyway.  I do buy the waffle batter mix for nine cents a hectare at Costco.

When it comes to toppings, we eschew fruits and powdered sugar and whipped cream and go for the traditional butter and syrup approach.

I buy Olivio brand spreadable butter, which is just butter with some olive oil mixed in, because I’m not a fan of tearing apart my waffle (or bread or pancake or English muffin, etc.) just to get a little butter on it.  I suppose if I were more frugal I could create such a simple concoction myself, but I don’t have the patience, and my KITCHENAID STAND MIXER is in storage, without which I would not even attempt such a feat.  Maybe I will once I have it back, when we’re in a house.

As far as syrup… well.  A small part of me wants to be a syrup snob, reveling in real maple syrup and dismissing the stuff that’s not real syrup as sub par.  Alas, try as I have, I simply love me some maple-flavored high fructose corn syrup goodness.  Log Cabin is good, Mrs. Butterworth is to die for.  The super-diet low-cal stuff is always gross, but for me the “lite” syrups are close enough that I can tolerate the minor taste deficiency for half the calories.

That isn’t to say I don’t enjoy the real thing.  It’s good, and I’ll use it.  I respect it and revere it for lending its flavor to the artificial stuff.  We gave away little bottles of maple syrup as favors at our wedding.  We had a maple tree that ran sap at our old house, and I considered seeing if I could tap it and make my own syrup, just for fun.  (Yeah, I know, sort of weird… but I also on-and-off entertain the idea of beekeeping as a hobby, and am semi-seriously considering setting up a hive once we’re in a house.)

But given the choice, I will bow at the altar of Mrs. Butterworth every day of the week and twice on Sunday.

A Week of Waffles

We got home from Buffalo, waffle iron in hand, on New Year’s Day.

Every day but one, I have made waffles for breakfast. The novelty simply hasn’t gotten old yet.

There are a few things I have learned about making waffles with these numerous, closely-timed waffle-making experiences under my belt.

  1. I really, really, really love waffles.  I already knew I loved waffles, but the fact that I have eaten them six out of the last seven days has added the “really, really, really” to that statement.
  2. Thicker waffle batter usually means a more solid waffle. This new waffle iron has really deep pockets, and if the batter’s too thin, the strength of the soft waffle interior is not enough to overcome the tackiness of the outer waffle to the waffle iron surface. You end up sort of gutting your waffle.  It does not render the waffle inedible, thank goodness, but it’s certainly not as pretty.  Thus, thicker batter is better.  It’s been challenging to figure out the correct batter consistency, and I haven’t quite mastered it yet, but this is mostly because I am a maverick in the kitchen and it pains me to be exact with measurements.
  3. Pam spray is your friend.
  4. I need to buy a set of wooden tongs for getting the waffles out and onto the plate. I started out using a metal fork and quickly realized that was, in a word, stupid. So I switched to a wooden fork we have, but wooden tongs would be an ideal tool. It is my mission this week to find a good pair. I’m thinking Williams Sonoma is probably a good place to start, but the cheapskate in me will check out Target first.

Waffles

We like waffles. The ‘we’ being me and the hubby, and by all indications Lane and Jake seem to dig them, too. (Oh, the hubby’s name is Frank, if anyone cares.) And after a small temper tantrum on Frank’s part with our last waffle iron that involved him 1) not being able to follow directions and 2) a metal fork, our last waffle iron got 86’ed.

Thus, I conspired to get a new one for Christmas. I had in mind the one I wanted (well, really this is the one I wanted but even I don’t have the cohones to ask for a $200 waffle iron for a Christmas present) and instead of the normal price of $80 it usually sells for, I saw it for $50 at Costco just before Thanksgiving. (Can I also say here that I love Costco?) Being the indirect, passive-aggressive person I am, I promptly got on the phone with my dad, to whom I’d already mentioned my waffle-iron-desires, and said “Hey, I’m in Costco right now, and they have the waffle iron I want for Christmas for $50 when you would pay $80 for it anywhere else. Would you like me to buy it, bring it to Buffalo when we come for Thanksgiving so you can wrap it, and then you can pay me back for it and give it to me for Christmas?” Pleased it saved him one last thing to shop for and that it was saving him $30, my dad heartily agreed.

Wait, did I describe myself as indirect and passive-aggressive? I meant whatever the complete opposite of that would be.

So, I got the waffle iron, and it made the journey home yesterday, and it made its way out of the box today for New Year’s Day Brunch. Let me just say, this thing provides a very pleasant waffle-making experience. It beeps when it’s ready for the batter. It beeps when the waffle’s ready. The waffle practically falls right out of it. The waffle is yummy, even though I sacrilegiously use the “just add water!” pancake mix to make my waffles. (I also add oil, per directions… the directions that conspired with my husband to ruin our last waffle iron.) As an added bonus, the little flip thing you do at the beginning and end of the waffle cooking cycle is just fun.