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My Little Pillow Puff Pickelets - Wheat/Gluten/Dairy/Grain Free



I've found the MOST amazing recipe, like ever!

It's amazing for a few reasons - not limited to its deliciousness taste, the fact that there is no added sugar, its soft pillowy cloud-like texture, gluten free, dairy free, grain free (just about everything free) to name a few exceptional reasons, but mostly because... [pause here for emphasis]... it has only two ingredients. You heard me, Sunshine... Only. Two. Ingredients. (Gasp?!)

I'll give you a moment to compose yourself while you let that little sentence sink in!

I know, I couldn't believe it either. My super pal, Claire, sent it to a bunch of us to try it because she knows how hungry we all are, all the time. So I tried it out, skeptically I might add, and did it blow my socks off? Yessiree!

Sadly, she couldn't remember where she found the recipe. I wanted to sing praise and thank that clever soul for creating such a simple and heavenly recipe for us, and then sharing it, too. (If that clever soul happens to come across my Now-World-Famous-Blog *chuckle, chuckle, snort snort*, I give you full creds and big-ups for this, my friend. I take none of the credit. I only feel it is my duty to also pay it forward and spread the love).

So, for you, Leigh with your love of all things sweet and little, and Nicole because you have absolutely no time/patience for measuring cups or folding egg whites with three children. And for Sarah and Claire who are the purists that only feed their Buttercup-Little-Ones the simplest of wholefoods... and for Mumsy who, at the moment, cant swing a cat in her tiny kitchen... and, of course, all my other Lovelies out there who have allergies, or don't have time, or even ingredients for that matter... with love, from me to you. 

No more dilly-dallying about or keeping you in suspense, here it is... 

My Two Ingredient Pillow Puff Pickelets 
(Thank you, again, Claire)
  • 2  Bananas, medium size
  • 3  Eggs
  • 2  shakes of Ground Cinnamon - optional (yes this is technically a third ingredient, but I sneaked it in anyway... Or you could add a teaspoon of vanilla extract, if you were feeling a little rebellious)

Method
  • Put it all in a bowl and mix (I use my stick/immersion blender, it blitzes it into a velvety smooth batter in three seconds)
  • As with normal crumpets, pour four tablespoons of batter into a very well greased and heated pan. 
  • Cook on medium heat until bubbles form and flip to cook the other side.
  • Transfer to a warm plate and repeat until batter is finished. (I used a non-stick spray after each batch)
  • Devour - makes about 20.
I served it for breakfast with sliced pear (I poached my woody and tart pear in a little sugar water to soften) and some lactose free yoghurt, and a drizzle of honey... 

I'm embarrassed to say that we ate them all before taking any more pictures... So sorry, it was such a quick recipe (to make and eat) that I only have one picture...


Much love, and happy nibbling
xxx
   


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