Although I don’t know where the name “Johnny Cakes” comes from or if there were even a Johnny involved I do know that I’ve been testing out king-sized beds and pillows so I can get some king-sized Zzzzzs at night. Me + a 6’3″ tall husband on a queen bed = no good. Through the trial I’ve found out I don’t like my mattresses plush but rather my pancakes. My lack of sleep always leaves me ready to just spring out of bed and make my way to the kitchen for breakfast.
Summer is winding down which means we’re enjoying the last of our late morning patio brunches and sun-filled mornings enjoying all of the sugary breads the world has to offer us and these days it seems like every day there’s a new delicious offering to try. But a definitely heavy hitter, french toast, will never be replaced and will always be a super solid go-to option. This a favorite of kids and fancy elites alike, so basically french toast unites us all. It’s also a beautiful blank canvas to create on although just some pure maple syrup on top will give you all of the feel good memories your little heart can handle.
Texas is known for having all four seasons in one day. This winter has been no exception with sunny weather in the day suddenly plummeting into nearly frozen temperatures at night and a rain storm or two during the day. And on cold, wet nights I crave soup. All kinds, I’m really not biased. This one night in particular I didn’t want to leave the house so I used ingredients that I had on hand, intended for another dish, and made a soup. It helps that I also keep a plethora of Latin ingredients in my pantry at all times.
This soup is so smoky and deep, in almost no time at all, which deceives you in to thinking it has been on the stove all day long.