I haven’t been drinking much since recently, but went out to meet friends last night and had a couple of ciders. I thought I was being careful (my trick is to order a half pint of cider in a pint glass, topped up with soda water like a cheapskate even-lower-alcohol spritzer) but I still woke up feeling slightly rough this morning.
It seems to be a truth universally acknowledged that fried food and carbs are what’s wanted the morning after a night out. There wasn’t anything ready-made lying around but I had half a baguette in the freezer and while it was warming up in the oven I made a chickpea omelette using half a cup of dried chickpeas (could use chickpea flour/besan if you don’t have a blender that can tackle whole chickpeas), a cup of water, pinch of salt, pepper and smoked paprika and two cloves of garlic, plus a tiny dash of vinegar.
The trick to chickpea omelettes is to fry them low and slow, otherwise the innards stay gooey while the outsides scorch. This amount of batter made two, and the first one turned into scramble because I tried to turn it before it had set, but it still tasted great. I was more patient with the second one, so it’s a bit more photogenic!
I’ve been thinking about potato scones almost since MoFo started, they cover so many things I really like: potatoes, carbs, friedness. Yep, the potato scone has it all.
I found several recipes. The common factor in many seemed to be that the flour weighs about 1/5 of the potato. The simplest instructions were at scottishrecipes.co.uk but to a potato-scone-making novice they left out a few rather important bits of information, like whether to flour your rolling-out surface, or grease your griddle.
I knew I wouldn’t get through 500g of potatoes-worth of scones, so I cut it down to 300g, with a corresponding 60g flour. I peeled and weighed out the potatoes, cut them into fairly small chunks, covered them in cold water in a pan and boiled them until they were soft enough to mash. When they were done I drained the cooking water into a measuring jug, being fearful of the instruction that told me not to let them get too dry.
I mashed the potatoes with a pinch of salt and added them to the flour while they were still warm, and added a glug of olive oil. I cut them in with a fork, and the mixture did look a bit on the dry side:
So I added a dribble of the cooking liquid. Not a great idea. It was still a cohesive dough, but definitely on the sticky side. I ploughed on, scooping out half of the mixture and starting to roll it out on my silicone pastry mat. Disaster! (yes, I’m being melodramatic.) The dough stuck to the mat. I scooped it back into the bowl, turned the mat over and floured it, despite lack of instruction to do so, and put a bit of flour on the dough for good measure. This successfully rolled out into a rough circle which I then quartered.
The recipe also doesn’t say to grease the griddle, but I didn’t want to be scraping dough off my recently-re-seasoned cast iron pan, so I poured a good couple of teaspoons of oil in and swirled it around. The seasoning must have taken pretty well this time, because these didn’t stick at all, and in fact came out looking pretty good:
I’m not usually one for a big breakfast, but this is the last Sunday of MoFo, so I decided to treat myself. Beans in tomato sauce (with added chopped onions), mushrooms fried with a bit of oregano and smoked paprika, a tomato cut in half and warmed up in the oven, and some Linda McCartney rosemary and red onion sausages, and the scones as the king of the plate! Jolly good it was too. Since I usually only have cooked breakfasts when I’m on holiday, and because the sun is shining today, it was a great start!
Yesterday’s post didn’t actually happen yesterday, it was something I prepared earlier, as I knew I wouldn’t have time to write while being busy enjoying the sights of the rather pleasant city of Worcester.
We left Leicester on Friday evening and drove up the motorway in rather horrible rainy conditions to arrive after 9pm. We didn’t get up to much that evening beyond nipping out for a quick drink just before last orders.
On Saturday we were meeting a couple of friends for the afternoon, but decided to go out for breakfast (especially because we were staying in a Travelodge, where it looked as though there was a set price of £8 for breakfast, which I’d probably baulk at paying even if they were offering me something better than boxed cocoa pops or dry toast).
Worcester has only 3 places to eat listed on Happy Cow, and we visited them all. Our breakfast destination was the Karmic Cafe, and it is here that I did not have scones for breakfast.
If we’d have had room later, I did fully intend to come back and try one of these, as they offered cream teas at the cafe, including the above vegan scones with jam and I think some kind of vegan cream and a pot of tea.
But these scones stood no chance with me in the morning, because if someone offers me a choice of the above, or a vegan version of a full English breakfast, guess which one I’m going to take?
2 hash browns, traditional tinned tomatoes, baked beans, veggie sausage and bacon, herby mushrooms, brown sauce and a couple of rounds of toast with vegan spread, with a glass of juice to wash it down. That was a good breakfast!
Before we left to come back today, we went to Boston Tea Party, and they also do a pretty nice breakfast. Of note were the rosemary potatoes, and the toast made from seedy bread, although the latter lost marks with me because it came pre-spread, whereas I prefer to use my toast to mop up bean juice.
Not pictured is the excellent blueberry and ginger smoothie I had with this. Totally worth a visit for that even if you’re not hungry.