Friday, April 18, 2014

Skin and Bones

Do you know me? 
I am not skin and bones.
My muscles, they’re strong.
My young skin glows.
Can’t you see me?
I’m not skin and bones
My cheeks are flushed.
Lot’s to do; in a rush.
Where are you taking me?
I’m not skin and bones.
I have plans.
My dreams are unfolding. 
I think I’ll get going.
Why is this chair locked?
I’m not skin and bones.
My daughter, she’s growing;
see her picture?
I better head home.
Who are you talking to
in childlike tones?
I’m not skin and bones.
I’m accomplished.
Well versed; I could teach you.
Are you listening?
I am not skin and bones.
My love is coming;
picking me up, He’ll
be here shortly.
Have you seen him?
I’m not skin and bones.
I don’t want your potions
or afghans and condescension.
Do you think I can’t hear you?
I am not skin and bones.


Surely, I’m not. 

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Silver Fox

There was an older man
Who thought his wife was weird
Because she was in love
With his prickly silver beard.

His face, to her, was handsome,
Encased in only air,
But, oh, so much more gorgeous,
When covered with gray hair.

He says, "I just look older."
He wants to stem the tide.
She says, "You're main objective
Is to excite your bride."

She tells him almost daily
That if every strand falls out,
She'll love him still, forever.
He has no cause for doubt.

But when he threatens shaving,
She feels a vengeful state
and warns him, should he prune it
She will retaliate.

She leaves for him to figure,
The punishment he's due.
Without much mental effort,
I bet you'll guess it too.




Tuck Everlasting

Kiss, kiss
Hug, hug
Squeeze
Good night, stinker butt.
Kiss, kiss
Tickle, tickle
Giggle
Jesus loves you
Smooch, smooch
Hug tight
Read your Bible
Love, Snuggle
Kiss, pinch!
Ouch!
Giggle, giggle
I will!
Hug, Hug
You’re my favorite
Love, Kiss
Kiss, squeeze
I know
Kiss, hug
Hug, Kiss
Say your prayers
Snuggle
Smooch, Love
Hug, smooch
I will
Kiss, Smooch
You’re my chocolate ice cream
Chuckle, giggle
Kiss, kiss
Smooch, Kiss
Goodnight, looney bin
Chuckle, hug
Cling, squeeze
Not yet
Kiss, Smooch
Tight hug
Okay, Gotta Go
Kiss, squeeze
Cuddle me!
Snuggle, snuggle
Kiss, kiss
Ganigitched
Nut burger
Hug, cuddle
Mommy loves you
Kiss, cuddle
You’re my peanut butter cup
Kiss, hug
Cuddle, cuddle
Love, love
Jesus loves you
Kiss, love
Love, hug
Hug, squeeze
You’re my roly poly bug
Silly giggle
Goodnight
Snuggle
Goodnight
I love you
Kiss, kiss
I love you
Goodnight
See you in the
Gamorganogonousen
I love you
Hug, hug
You’re smart
I love you too
I love you
You’re beautiful
I love you
Goodnight
Kiss, Kiss
Snuggle, hug
Don’t go
Good night
I love you
I love you too
Stinker butt
Goodnight
Goodnight




I love you

Table for One

Booth or table?
How many?
They never infer
she won't be joined.
There are no expectations.
But some suppositions.
Lonely?
Deserving?
Intermittently, she's
reading, thumbing,
even listening.
Enveloped in the
clamor.  Soothed by din.
Counting the minutes of neutrality.
Rushless,
she falls into conjuring,
staring at the in between,
motionless far too long.
Demented? Affected?
There are no expectations.
But some are waiting,
others speculating, and
she doesn't care but
slowly relishes teeming
solitude.


Tuesday, April 15, 2014

A Different Path

By Lisa Marie Harmon

Heading down the road of your dreams
It really can’t get better than this.
Smooth ahead is all you can see.
Who do you thank for this ignorant bliss?

Then someone comes at you from far below,
And jerks the wheel sharply to the left.
A more unexpected jolt you’ve never known.
A sharper turn would have meant your death.

Your eyes are filling up with your blood.
You’re dangling just above the savage cliff.
Fear runs through your bones just like a flood.
Against the fall, your very soul grows stiff.

Straining, you look up for a line,
Though you think you know it doesn’t exist.
Why waste your time hoping for a sign?
It makes more sense to shake an angry fist.

So in midair you find yourself trapped,
Between the wicked rocks and hardened steel.
Within the wreckage you have been strapped.
There’s no way out; no let’s make a deal.

You fall into a deep but restless sleep,
And in your dreams you find you’re not alone.
Was someone sitting in the other seat?
Someone that you know you’ve always known.

You look into his eyes and see him wince.
His wounds must be far greater than your own.
You look into his loving eyes again.
And feel a desperate longing for your home.

As you wake, your body trembles cold
You wonder if your dream was only shock
But deep within you, peace has taken hold
“Don’t be afraid.  I will be your Rock.”

It wasn’t belts and straps that held you firm,
And prevented you from being torn apart.
It was His steadfast everlasting arms,
Arms that bound His Spirit to your heart.

Today you’re headed down a different path.
In your gut you feel a dreadful grip.
No longer do you travel blind or fast.
This isn't going to be a blissful trip.

But now you know with every twist and turn,
As you brace, anticipating higher tide,
A fire within your soul forever burns,
That travels strong and present by your side. 

Friday, April 11, 2014

Mother

By Lisa Marie Harmon


There is a woman close to me.
I've known her all my days.
She makes me raise my eyebrows
With her "interesting" ways.

Sometimes she is quite normal.
Many people call her friend.
She gets along with everyone;
Tries hard not to offend.

Her favorite food is chocolate.
She likes the color blue.
She has a love for animals.
To Jesus, she is true.

A writer of fine poetry.
Her verses often rhyme.
She likes iambic rhythm
In a syncopated time.

But not everything about her
is as perfect as can be.
With all her little quirks
She can drive you up a tree.

And often she’ll confound you.
She’s as loony as a toon.
Her reason comes and goes
with the phases of the moon.

Odd faces, silly nick names,
Funny songs she loves to sing.
She talks too loud and much;
Lord, she is embarrassing.

Her emotions overcome her
In a tender circumstance
She cries at sappy movies,
Loves to watch a good romance.

Wait a minute I’m confused;
A conundrum I can see.
Is the reflection in that mirror
Of my mother or of me?

National Poetry Writing Month, day 11

Prompt: Mother

At The Beach

By Lisa Marie Harmon


It was in The City
Where he first saw her night black hair
The smile that killed him
He thought she hung clouds
But there were no clouds above her

It was at her mother’s
After Christmas dinner
When he first hoped it might be never ending
She smiled then too
Leaving him defenseless

It was at their favorite restaurant
With no armor
Where he finally braved the question
And as she said yes
He died and went to heaven

It was in their life together
Where he took the colors
That she gave him and learned his purpose
To make her smile
To be with her forever

It was in the doctor’s office
Where he first felt that fear
The worst kind, that
Twists your guts and shakes your bones
And steals the smiles

It was in a mountain cabin
Where they cried together
He wrapped her tight in quilt and arms
And they watched the clouds
Roll through the hills

It was at the beach
As the sun was shining
Where he knew a new despair
Asked a thousand whys
And stood alone for a long time


National Poetry Writing Month, day 11
Prompt: At the beach


Thursday, April 10, 2014

Say Love

By Lisa Marie Harmon


A lonely girl who never quite belonged
An injured sparrow long without a home
A woman longing for a lover’s song
Or maybe she'd be better off alone

She was afraid she'd never trust in love
Her simple faith had fallen like a stone
The fraud she’d known had trapped her like a glove
Her heart was broken, bloody to the bone

Then on an unexpected sun scorched day
A man from nowhere entered from the left
And boldly stepped up on her fractured stage
His deepest love for her he would profess

He didn't ever know quite what to say
He never understood her wrenching pain
Her tears confused him, left him out of play
Still he bound himself to her just like a chain

His gentle ways were like a flowing stream
That slowly washed away her secret rage
His hazel eyes to her seemed like a dream
A light by which she turned the tattered page

"Say Love, am I really safe with you?"
"Or are you like a house built on the sand?"
Reflected in those eyes she saw the truth.
And timidly she bravely took his hand.


National Poetry Writing Month, day 10
Prompt: Say love

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

A Good Decision

by Lisa Marie Harmon

What should I do? What should I do?
The choices equal fifty-two.

Wash the cups? The dirty plates?
Check for new insurance rates?

Clean the bathroom? Sort the socks?
Pack up the donation box?

I've got to plan my co-op class.
Place an online order fast!

We’re out of milk and Claire needs shoes.
A shopping trip is overdue.

The office is an official mess.
An appalling mess I should address.

My house is full of chores, no doubt.
The barn? Don’t even talk about.

There are so many pressing needs.
In me, a mound of stress, they breed.

So now’s the time I will decide.
My horse, I think that I will ride! 


National Poetry Writing Month, Day 9
Prompt: Accept the fluster

There's Nothing in My Sippy Cup!

By Lisa Marie Harmon

There’s nothing in my sippy cup!
Mama, won't you fill it up?
I don’t want water, milk or tea.
Please pour some apple juice for me!

There’s nothing on my toddler plate!
With my dinner don’t be late.
I don’t want carrots, corn or peas.
Serve me up some mac and cheese!

There’s nothing in my big toy box!
Nothing but some dumb old rocks.
Mama, please come through that door
And pick my toys up off the floor.

There’s nothing fun to do inside.
Will you take me for a ride?
Hurry! Get my stroller out.
The park is what it’s all about!

There’s no one in that toddler swing.
Mama, put me in that thing!
Push me high until I shout,
“I'm scared! Mama, take me out!” 

There’s no one in my rocking chair,
Except my big brown teddy bear.
He can’t give me what I need.
Mama please come rock with me.

There’s no one in my toddler bed.
Only I, there, lay my head.
I really like my mama’s lap.
But now I need to take a nap. 

There’s nothing, now, for mom to do.
She may decide to lie down too.
But first she folds her hands to pray.
Lord, thank you for this perfect day.


National Poetry Writing Month, Day 8
Prompt: In my cup

Monday, April 7, 2014

Where I'd Rather Be

By Lisa Marie Harmon

The question's often posed
By those with a travel vocation.
Will you please disclose
Your consummate destination?

Where would you like to go
To get away from stress?
What should be the text
Of your new short term address?

I’d like to see the redwoods,
Fly to Bonaire and SCUBA dive,
Watch whales in the Pacific,
Ride horses on a cattle drive.

I’m not much for big cities,
But fancy ancient history.
Old Jerusalem where Jesus walked
Is a place I’d like to see.

A visit home to see old friends
Would bring to me delight.
On a mountain cabin campout
I would go without a fight.

But if you put me up to it,
Forced me to choose today.
Where would I rather be tonight
If I’d be leaving right away?

I'll give no hesitation.
Won’t name a beach or town.
I’ll turn down a long vacation,
And simply turn around

There’s someone waiting down the hall
Whose arms are warm and strong.
Beside him’s the best spot of all.
It’s right where I belong. 


National Poetry Writing Month, Day 7
Prompt: Where I'd rather be

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Melted

By Lisa Marie Harmon

Sobbing, he ran,
little bare feet
imprinting a trail
from castle to mom.
The perfect tower,
feather flags and
pebble windows,
a moat with flip-flop bridge,
his summer day fun,
melted in a moment
by one big wave.


National Poetry Writing Month, day 6
Prompt: Something Broken

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Not Mine

By Lisa Marie Harmon

I've received a gift from God, divine
A life of measured minutes,
An ordained part in His design,
A race for me to finish.

This gift, I know, I must return
And consider it not mine,
If, from the Spirit, I’m to learn
As a graft upon the vine.

Learn what it means to turn a cheek,
To be the light and salt,
To feel His strength when I am weak,
To love and not find fault.

I want to show my neighbors
Where to quench their thirst.
I want to die, like He did,
To be the last, yet first.

I could fill my life with pleasures,
Seek just my own advance,
But I’d miss the perfect treasures
Of our mystical romance.

I only have so many days
And so very much to learn.
I’ll put aside my selfish ways
And for His wisdom, yearn.

For when my days are done
And I stand before my King,
I pray, in me, he sees the Son,
And joy, to Him, I bring.



National Poetry Writing Month entry Day 5.
Prompt: Not Mine

Friday, April 4, 2014

Good Together

By Lisa Marie Harmon

Tubes and wires
Nurses, needles
It was a shock
To see him
So pale, so weak
We could barely breathe
Wondering
We never stopped
Praying
He seemed so helpless
And he would have been
But he wasn't
Because she was there
At the foot of his bed
And the other two
Each holding his hand
The boy was there
Making us laugh
And the six of us
In that tiny room
Were strong
Strong enough
To steel him up
And lead him out
And now
He’s good
Because we were good
Together




National Poetry Writing Month entry, day 4.
Prompt: Good Together



Thursday, April 3, 2014

What Hurts

By Lisa Marie Harmon

It doesn't hurt when she steps on my booted foot
And won’t step off for at least 4 Mississippi.
Not at all….
She’s not that heavy.

It’s no big deal when she pulls the line through my lazily ungloved hand.
Is that a rope burn?
Nope.
Just a scrape.  It’s nothing.

What? No. My back is fine.  This saddle only weighs 40 pounds.
I lift with my legs,
And swing it over.
No problem.  I got it.

But sometimes, as the cold fingers of reality poke my aging body,  
I realize there may (soon?) come a day
That has no boots.
No ropes.  No saddles.


That’s what hurts. 



National Poetry Writing Month entry, day 3.
Prompt: What Hurts

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Ground Beef Cabbage Soup

Eight individual servings of Ground Beef Cabbage Soup ready for the freezer. 


1 pound lean ground beef
1 large onion, chopped
1 large clove garlic, minced
4 cups beef stock, preferably homemade bone broth
1 can tomato sauce
1 can tomatoes, petit diced
2 large carrots, thinly sliced
4 large radishes, thinly sliced
2 ribs celery, thinly sliced
1/2 medium cabbage, chopped
1/2 teaspoon dried thyme
1/2 teaspoon marjoram
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
1 teaspoon salt
2 bay leaves
1 dash ground cloves, optional
4 dashes Tabasco sauce, optional

1. Brown the beef, onions and garlic in a large stock pot.  Drain if desired.

2. Add all the remaining ingredients and simmer till the cabbage, carrots and radishes are tender, about 25 -       30 minutes.

Servings: 4

Notes:

I use any combination of beef stock and tomato products, sometimes sauce, sometimes paste and water, sometimes just petit diced, etc.  Just so long as there's broth and tomato, it's good.

You could certainly add whole grain rice, quinoa, buckwheat or barley to this for a carbohydrate source.



Revenge

By Lisa Marie Harmon

In my hand
The rubber-band
That Brother shot
At me

What he doesn't know
Is that I hold
In my other hand
Twenty-three!



National Poetry Writing Month entry, day 2.
Prompt: In My Hand

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

A Purple Heart

By Lisa Marie Harmon

She wore a favorite purple shirt
The day she learned the truth
It didn’t stop the stabbing hurt
Or take her back to innocent youth

She ran through purple flowers
Tried so hard to get away
She ran, it seemed, for hours
But truth was there to stay

She glared up at the purple sky
As her dreaded day drew closed
The many tears she shed, now dry
Her mind and body, now composed

She walked back through purple flowers
Sleadily mustering as she went
The total sum of all her powers
Control of every sentiment

She opened wide the purple door
Choosing to be strong and brave
Deny the truth, she would, no more
And thus, no more, a slave



National Poetry Writing Month entry, day 1.
Prompt: Something Purple

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Simple Vanilla or Chocolate Ice Cream


We LOVE ice cream!  For a rare and special treat, I got out an old ice cream maker I have had for 20 years (and had only used once) and made us some fresh, whole food ice cream!  These are simple ice creams without eggs or cooking.  They can be mixed up and processed in the ice cream maker in a matter of minutes.  Next, I plan to learn how to make a more complicated frozen custard, but for now, these are delicious!

Simple Vanilla Ice Cream 

1 1/2 cups whole milk, preferably raw
1 1/2 cups heavy whipping cream, preferably raw
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/2 cup honey, raw
1 pinch salt

1. Whisk together ingredients.

2. Pour into ice cream machine and process according to machine's directions.

3. Pour into covered container and store in the freezer.

Simple Chocolate Ice Cream

1 1/2 cups whole milk, preferably raw
1 1/2 cups heavy whipping cream, preferably raw
1/2 cup cocoa powder
2/3 cup honey, raw
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 pinch salt

1. Whisk ingredients together in a large bowl until cocoa powder is well incorporated. 

2. Pour into ice cream machine and process according to machine's directions.  (Ours takes 30 minutes.) 

3. Pour into a covered container and store in the freezer.  



Sunday, January 26, 2014

Italian Sausage Seasoning Mix

This blend makes delicious Italian sausage!

4 teaspoons dried parsley
1 tablespoon dried Italian herbs, like McCormick's or your own blend
2 teaspoons ground black pepper
1 teaspoon onion powder
2 teaspoons granulated garlic
2 teaspoons paprika
3 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes

1. Combine all the seasonings and store in a labeled and dated air tight container.

2. Combine 2 Tablespoons of the mixture with 1 pound of ground pork.

Notes: 

You can add some fennel seed if you like.  It is traditional in Italian sausage, but I hate it, so I leave it out. 

If you want spicier sausage, add more red pepper flakes. 

You can use this spice blend with any kind of ground meat: beef, chicken, turkey.

Italian Sausage Burgers with Spinach and Squash

This meal was a happy accident.  I had thawed some ground pork for dinner and had a few vegetables in the fridge that needed to be cooked: a spaghetti squash and some fresh spinach.  At the last minute, I decided to make the pork into Italian sausage patties. The rest is history.  It just turned out that these three components go perfectly together to create a delicious, cohesive meal that needs no other accompaniment.  I thought about adding some sort of sauce, but honestly, it was so yummy that it just didn't need it.  Parmesan cheese might go well and I plan to try that next time (We were out), but with or without, this combination will for sure be in our regular rotation of meals.  Delicious!


1 pound ground pork
2 tablespoons Italian sausage seasoning mix
1/2 spaghetti squash, cooked and shredded with a fork
1 bag fresh spinach
2 Tablespoons butter
salt
pepper

1. Bake the spaghetti squash in the oven, remove the flesh and put away half of it for another meal.

2. Stir a little salt, pepper and butter into the rest and set aside.

3. While the squash is baking, mix about 2 tablespoons of Italian sausage seasoning mix into the ground              pork.

4. Shape into 4 patties.

5. Cook pork patties how ever you'd like: grill, broil, skillet, griddle.

I made a double batch and cooked them on my griddle. 


6. While patties are cooking, heat up a skillet and melt some butter.

7. Add the whole bag of fresh spinach and some salt and pepper.

8. Saute spinach till tender.  Add a little water for steam if the skillet gets too dry.

9. Once all the components of the dinner are cooked, just assemble the meal by placing a serving of                   squash on the plate. Top that with 1/4th of the spinach and top that with a pork patty.

Servings: 4

Notes:
If you have kids that don't like spinach, just make some green beans or something for them.  That's what we do for Claire.  Most kids will love the sausage!

Oven Roasted Cabbage Rounds

This is our favorite way to eat cabbage.  It is amazing when oven roasted like this.  You can add garlic, or red pepper flakes or any of your favorite seasonings, but I love it plain with salt and pepper with the subtle bacon-y flavor giving a perfect compliment to the sweetness of the cabbage.  This really is delicious!


1 small head of cabbage
2 tablespoons bacon grease, or other fat
salt
ground black pepper

1. Remove core and loose outer leaves from cabbage

2. Slice cabbage into 1/2 inch thick rounds.

3. Spread some bacon grease on the bottom of a cookie sheet. 

4. Place cabbage rounds on the sheet, dot each with more bacon grease and sprinkle with salt and                     pepper. 

5. Bake in a 400 degree oven for 20 minutes or so until cabbage is tender and outer edges are crispy,               flipping with a large spatula half way through cooking time. 

Serves 4 to 6

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Fried Apples

Go ahead and make apple crisp or apple pie for special occasions, but for an everyday treat, keep it simple, and grain free with these Fried Apples!

2 large apples, peeled, cored and sliced thin
1 tablespoon butter
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon honey, raw
3 Tablespoons walnuts, chopped

1. Peel,core and slice apples.



2. Melt butter in a skillet and add apples.  

3. Saute until apples are tender. 

4. Sprinkle with cinnamon and add honey.
(The honey is optional and not really necessary if you are using sweeter apples.  Granny Smiths will require a tiny bit of honey.)



5. Spoon apples into serving dishes and top with chopped walnuts. 

Serves 3

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Cauliflower Fried "Rice"

This dish tastes just like fried rice!  We both loved it and will be making it often.  

Ted said, "Put a star by that one!" 

1 small  cauliflower, grated, stalk and all
6 slices bacon, diced small
2 large eggs, beaten
1/2 cup red onion, diced small
1 large carrot, quartered lengthwise and then slice thin
1/2 medium zucchini, cut into short matchsticks, or 1 cup peas
8 ounces shrimp, wild caught, cooked, pealed and deveined.  
2 Tablespoons low sodium soy sauce, or more to taste, can substitute coconut aminos
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
1/2 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes, optional
1/2 teaspoon ground ginger
salt , to taste

Make sure your washed cauliflower is completely dry.  Grate your cauliflower, stalk and all, in a food processor or with the large side of a cheese grater.  Set aside.

Dice the bacon and cook in a large skillet, on medium heat, till crispy.  Remove with a slotted spoon and set aside in a medium sized bowl.  

In the bacon grease, pour in scrambled eggs.  

Let the eggs flatten out and cook in a thin large circle.  Turn and when cooked through, remove to a cutting board.  Slice into thin strips and then cut into pieces.  Add the eggs to the bowl with the bacon.

Add more bacon grease or other fat if needed and saute the diced onion for a couple of minutes. 

Add the carrot and saute a couple of minutes more. 

Next add the zucchini and saute a couple of minutes more.  You want the onions soft and the carrot and zucchini tender but not mushy. 

Set all the vegetables aside in the bowl with the bacon and eggs.

Add more fat to the skillet if needed and add the riced cauliflower.  Cook on medium for about 7 minutes, stirring frequently, but also let it sit at times so some bits get browned and crispy. 

Toward the end of the 7 minutes, sprinkle in the soy sauce and seasonings.  

Finally, add all the pre-cooked ingredients and the shrimp into the pan and stir to heat through and combine. 

Servings: 4

Notes: 
You can use any type of onion, but the spiciness of the red onion really added to the dish. 
You can substitute cooked, diced chicken or pork for the shrimp. 
Use fresh ginger if you have it. 
This dish can be changed up depending on what vegetables you have on hand.  Any of these would be good: frozen green peas, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, water chestnuts, green onions, bean sprouts, spinach, red cabbage. 
Try adding 1/2 teaspoon sesame seed oil. 
Ted tops this dish with Huy Fong Sriracha Sauce. 


Ted loves this sauce but it does have sugar in it.
We are using it up and looking for an alternative.
Use it sparingly, if at all, but does taste great on fried rice! 

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Turnip Gratin

This Turnip Gratin recipe by Ree Drummund is really great!  It is rich, creamy and delicious.  I had never had Gruyere cheese before and I'm so glad I tried it! It's a special treat.  The sauce for this dish tastes a lot like an Alfredo sauce and seems appropriate for special occasions.  I plan to try making it next time with less butter and cream for a lighter, week night side dish.  I used only 4 ounces of Gruyere and it was plenty for flavor.  The day after I made this for dinner, I thawed some pre-cooked shrimp and plopped them in a bowl of left over turnip gratin for my lunch.  It was delicious!

The Pioneer Woman's Turnip Gratin


Monday, January 6, 2014

Apricot Cheese Bites

8 dried apricots
4 ounces cream cheese, full fat, cold!
1/8 teaspoon vanilla, optional
1 teaspoon honey, raw
almond flour or shredded coconut, unsweetened

1. Put apricots in food processor bowl and process till minced. 

2. Add remaining ingredients except almond flour and blend till very smooth. 

3. Taste the mixture for flavor.  Add another apricot or so if desired.  

4. Shape mixture into 1" balls and roll in almond flour or coconut. 

5. You may need to place the mixture back into the refrigerator or freezer to chill it and make it easier to            handle, before rolling into balls. 

6. Place balls on a plate and into the freezer for several hours.  Once frozen, store in the freezer in a                   baggie or plastic container.  


Notes: 
These are a yummy, quick snack to grab when you want something a little sweet. Just one or two will do the trick.  

If you love cinnamon, add a dash to the mixture before processing. 

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Pumpkin Blueberry Pancakes

Nutrition packed pancakes for breakfast!  The eggs, pumpkin, blueberries and flax seed give you a great nutritional start to your day! 

4 large eggs
1/4 teaspoon vanilla
1/2 cup pumpkin puree
1 Tablespoon raw honey or pure maple syrup
2 Tablespoons coconut flour
1 Tablespoon ground flax seeds, totally optional for nutrition
1 Tablespoon chia seeds, totally optional for nutrition
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 to 1 teaspoon cinnamon (Claire likes a lot of cinnamon!)
dash salt
1/2 cup blueberries
1 tablespoon coconut oil or butter




1. Mix wet ingredients into a bowl and whisk (except blueberries and oil). 
2. Whisk dry ingredients together in a bowl, then sift into wet ingredients. Whisk till well blended.
3. Heat oil on a griddle or heavy skillet.
4. Pour 1/4 cup measures of batter onto griddle.  
5. Plop several blueberries into each pancake if desired.  (I omit them for Claire.)
6. Cook till bubbles come up through the middle of the pancake. 
7. Flip with a large spatula and finish cooking.  
8. Be sure pancakes are well browned before turning. These will be darker than your normal pancakes.  

Makes six pancakes, 3 servings. 

VARIATION:

Pumpkin Banana Pancakes
Ted loves banana in his pancakes.  When I make them this way, I omit the honey/ maple syrup to help limit carbs and sweetness.  Everything else is the same.  You can add the blueberries or not depending on your tastes.

4 large eggs, beaten
1/2 cup pumpkin puree
1 medium banana, mashed
1/4 teaspoon vanilla
2 tablespoons coconut flour
1 tablespoon chia seeds, totally optional for nutrition
1 tablespoon ground flax seed, totally optional for nutrition
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
dash salt
1 tablespoon coconut oil, for frying

Notes:
Serve with berries or pure maple syrup.

You can use frozen blueberries right out of the bag, but be sure to allow the pancake to cook long enough as the cold berries slow down the cooking process.  You can also use fresh or thawed blueberries.

I have made these with half coconut flour and half garbanzo bean flour and they turned out wonderful.

We've recently tried adding chia seeds to the batter for additional nutrition.  They change the texture slightly.  Ted says he can't tell they are in there.  ClaireAnna won't eat them with chia seeds.

I make three batches of these up ahead of time and freeze in two pancake portions.  (Three batches is 1 whole small can of pumpkin and makes 9 servings of 2 pancakes each.)