Most items that have found their way into my Emergency Pantry have done so because they have multiple uses and can be turned into meals in a flash. Items that can be also be used for both sweet and savoury recipes hold an extra special place on the pantry shelf. Crumpets are one of those items. Following on from last’s week’s Pizza Crumpet recipe, today I’ll be sharing my French Crumpet recipe.
Great for a cold winter’s weekend breakfast with berries or jam and cream or add some ice cream or maple syrup for dessert and you’ve got a winner with kids and adults alike… And to date, they’re the only way I’ve been able to get my 19-month-old son to eat eggs. Of course, I think The Very Hungry Caterpillar plate might help too.
1/2 cup milk
2 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp vanilla extract
Sliced banana, strawberries or frozen berries to serve
1 tbs icing sugar to serve
1. Combine eggs, milk, vanilla and cinnamon in a large bowl. Whisk with a fork until well combined.
2. Soak each crumpet in the mixture for a few minute or until well soaked. Placing the crumpet into the bowl upside down will speed up this process.
3. Place in a buttered fry pan and cook for 1 to 2 minutes on each side until golden.
4. Place on plates. Top with sliced banana or berries and dust with icing sugar.
About the author
Naomi is the editor of Lift e-Magazine and single mum to 19 month old Jim. For the last 12 months she’s documented her journey of single motherhood in her award winning daily blog ‘365 Days, a Diary of a Newly Single Mum’. When she’s not experimenting with new cookie recipes or planning her next trekking, climbing or snowboarding adventure, you can find her at her desk in the picturesque city of Hobart, Tasmania, Australia, weaving together solo mum stories… whether it be handy tips, triumphs, tragedies, exotic tales of travel or other tidbits to publish here. And before you ask, no, she doesn’t mind the freezing cold Tasmanian winters and yes, she had her second head removed years ago in an unfortunate accident involving a curtain rod and a drunk moose (and no, she’s not interested in hearing from anyone who doesn’t believe that drunk mooses exist in Tasmania… or those who may suppose that ‘mooses’ is not really a word).