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Chocolate Malt Waffles. This is the latest installment of my Powernap column.

Chocolate Malt Waffles

The series where I share quick, easy food that can be made for all kinds of situations. Powernaps are short and sweet, and so are these recipes. These are the things I make in a jiffy when I need a quick snack, am in the mood for a recipe experiment, or simply need to clean out the pantry. Breakfast recipes - Mr Breakfast .com - breakfast restaurants.

Top Secret Recipes Revealed. Todd Wilbur, author of "Top Secret Restaurant Recipes 2," revealed his recipes for re-creating your favorite dishes at home.

Top Secret Recipes Revealed

He brought Chili's Molten Chocolate Cake, Panera Bread's Spinach Artichoke Baked Souffle, and Bonefish Grill's Bang Bang Shrimp, along with his versions of each. Then he asked the "Good Morning America" anchors to taste and try to tell the difference. It's no surprise that they were stumped. Here Wilbur shares his recipes with you: Panera Bread's Spinach Artichoke Baked Egg Souffle Panera Bread's Baked Egg Souffles are delicious little gourmet Hot Pockets. Just make sure when you unroll the dough that you don't separate it into triangles. This recipe clones the spinach artichoke souffle, but if you're a fan of the spinach and bacon version, check out the Tidbits below for that easy variation.

Ingredients: 3 tablespoons frozen spinach, thawed 3 tablespoons minced artichoke hearts 2 teaspoons minced onion 1 teaspoon minced red bell pepper 5 eggs 2 tablespoons milk melted butter. Cinnamon Bun Pie Pockets Recipe. This past Friday night was meant for celebrating.

Cinnamon Bun Pie Pockets Recipe

The weather was sit-out-on-the-deck-in-the-cool-evening-breeze perfection. Friends gathered from all around the city with chips and salsa and salads and popcorn and laughter and stories to share. The fire pit was aflame. The candles were lit on this (gluten free and vegan) carrot cake. And a very special birthday girl turned the big 3-0.

Blame Dr. Cox. As I nervously awaited 80 Proof’s mother’s arrival to our new apartment and to taste my much-debated breakfast, 80 Proof’s appendix decided to become inflamed and screamed to come out, according to Dr.

Blame Dr. Cox

Cox. So, instead of prepping for the morning meal, 80 was prepped for surgery. Clearly, crepes was not on the agenda anymore. Bacon, Egg and Cheese Cups. Apple pancakes. Am I glad I spilled out my frying pan angst to you all yesterday or what?

apple pancakes

This morning (and by “morning” I think we all understand that it was 1 p.m., right?) , when faced with the task of an apple pancake recipe I’ve been wanting to make for eons, the thought using that stainless steel pan was enough to make me skip it. Apple cider doughnuts. I have never met a variety of deep-fried dough I didn’t like.

apple cider doughnuts

Yet, given that most doughy fried items out there are rather mediocre* — say, the chain donut shop steps from my apartment — I don’t find myself indulging this habit as often as I’d like. The exception to this rule is apple cider doughnuts, which I am absolutely weak in the face of. Despite the fact that even the loveliest looking ones at the farm stands tend to disappoint, I eat them anyway. Because it’s fall and crunching through ochre-tinted leaves, wrapping your fingers around a paper cup of mulled cider and eating even lackluster apple cider doughnuts is the right and proper thing to do. German pancakes. Saturday, December 2, 2006 Back when I was still getting daily “are you okay?”

german pancakes

And “do you need anything” phone calls from my mother each morning after my little rumble with the stairs, she told me one more she’d just made German pancakes for breakfast. Pumpkin waffles. I warned you, didn’t I?

pumpkin waffles

I have a lot of fresh pumpkin puree to use up. Call it my late German grandmother communicating her values to me from the great beyond, but I hate throwing away food. It literally makes me sick to my stomach, that in this land of excess and in a city that appears at times to have run out of ways to spend money so it churns out new ones daily that I am part of this ridiculousness, so frequently throwing away old eggs, milk days before its inevitable demise, fruit and vegetables we always forget about, elaborate dishes that bored me too much to eat twice. Where’s Your Banana-Chocolate Milk Mustache? I hate milk.

Where’s Your Banana-Chocolate Milk Mustache?

Banana Bread & Banana Bread French Toast « Romancing the Stove. Mmmm…banana bread!

Banana Bread & Banana Bread French Toast « Romancing the Stove

My mother’s recipe for banana bread is hands-down, the best banana bread I have ever eaten. It is banana-y, moist, and fluffy. I’ve been making this banana bread for years. I use very ripe bananas – yep, the more black spots on the peel the better. Pear bread. A year and a half ago, an Op-Ed ruined bananas for me. Everyone knows in a kid’s mind, there are only three fruits: apples, oranges and bananas. Apples grow in the fall. Oranges grow by grandma’s house in Florida. Orange Croissant Stuffed French Toast. Fact – this is one of the best things I’ve ever eaten for breakfast. This statement is no way a reflection of my sweet ass cooking skills – rather an illustration of the fact that you MUST make this. Shocker – it comes from my girl Martha. Scrambled egg toast. Let me get this out of the way from the get-go: I cannot believe I’m discussing scrambled eggs today. I like to think of myself as somewhat particular in vetting out what I think is worthy or not worthy of your humble click over here, and I can’t say that scrambled eggs would normally make the cut.

In fact, if you are happy with your scrambles, if you’re pretty sure you’ve got that whole moving the egg around the pan thing down pat, I won’t even be offended if you come back next time, when I figure out what to do with the four pounds of strawberries in my fridge. Or last time, when we made rhubarb tarts. Zucchini, ham and ricotta fritters. I am the last person on the internet to join the Cute Overload train; I mean, I get it, it’s cute. I love cute, you love cute, cute makes the birds sing and the sun shine and the world go round and tra-la-la. I get it. But man, oh man. Sometime in the last two weeks it hit me like a ten ton truck and people, the cute is killing me.