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It's been a couple of years since I added a new post here. Covid wasn't the only culprit. Blogging's just not as much fun as it used to be. Today's bloggers are serious professionals, not the fumbling hobbyists of my time just making friends and bonding over food. But the two years I wasn't blogging, I found myself coming back to visit, to look up my own recipes. The blog has, over last so many years, become the equivalent of my personal recipe diary.

So I'm back! Maybe there will be more posts and maybe there won't. But I made these awesome waffles and I needed a place to stash the recipe for next time. I also felt I need to mark the day - it's been a whole 14 years today since the first cookie recipe was uploaded to Bombay Foodie.

So these colourful, celebratory waffles feel just right. Here's for the recipe.

Ingredients

1/3 cup plain flour

1 tbsp brown sugar or jaggery

1/2 tsp baking powder

1/3 cup buttermilk

1 tbsp melted butter

Berries and honey, to top

In a bowl, mix together the flour, sugar and baking powder. Add the buttermilk and butter and stir until just combined. Heat up your waffle maker, pour the batter in and wait until the waffles are done. I have a tiny waffle maker that makes exactly one waffle at a time, and uses about 2 tbsp of batter. This batch makes three waffles in mine.

You should read up on what works for your waffler - most waffle makers make upto 4 at a time so you might want to double the batter.

Once the waffles are ready, top with a drizzle of honey or maple syrup. I also added some sliced fresh  strawberries and some frozen berries rolled in sugar for that pop.


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