The inspiration for making waffles recently came from the buttermilk I accidentally made. And how did that happen? Let me tell you the story...
I have access to fresh cow's milk, and I have been enjoying it tremendously! The other night, My Man wanted to have whipping cream on his strawberries, so I skimmed the cream off the top of the milk. Since I've been "sugar-free" since May 17, I opted to use stevia to sweeten it. And since there wasn't that much, I decided to use the small cup of the Magic Bullet.
The directions said I'd know when it was done because the sound would change to a hum. Well, it still looked kind of liquidy, so I stuck it in for just a wee bit longer. THAT's when I ended up with the butter and buttermilk! I finished up the butter process, and started over with more fresh cream to put on the strawberries.
So, now I needed a recipe for buttermilk waffles. Isn't google wonderful? I made a few changes to the recipe, because I didn't have the full amount of buttermilk, but that was okay.
We are taking care of a friend's "farm", so we have daily access to fresh eggs, too. I separated the egg, but was too lazy to whip the egg white by hand (notice a trend here?) and decided to try the MB again. It didn't work. So my batter was runny. I still used it.
Did I mention the berries? That morning I picked fresh strawberries, blueberries, and wild blackberries. I made the first waffles with no berries, but added them to the last half. We only used the (sweet!) butter on them, no syrup, and they were delicious!
So, why were these the "best waffles ever"? I would have to say it's because I had a part in making/collecting all the ingredients. And then there's love, too. Food made with love for the one(s) you love truly makes the best meals ever!