After many recent failures with gluten-free baking (latest were "Namaste" sugar-free, taste-free, cardboard-dust muffins), I was very very happy yesterday: my own recipe for pancakes was a success!
In England, we traditionally eat pancakes on Shrove Tuesday, the day before Lent begins. These pancakes are larger, and thinner, than American breakfast pancakes, but more substantial than French crepes. We cook them in a large frying pan, and toss them to turn them over, cooking both sides. And we usually eat them with lemon juice and a sprinkling of granulated sugar.
Here is my recipe from yesterday: it's a modification of the pancake recipe on the Pamela's packet, which uses water and oil instead of milk, and which cooks fat, small pancakes.
Ingredients:
- 2 cups Pamela's Ultimate Baking and Pancake Mix (mainly brown and white rice flour plus almond meal, baking powder and a few other starches)
- 2 eggs
- 1 and a half cups milk (I used rice "milk").
Method:
Beat all ingredients together. Grease a large frying pan, heat until very hot, then add about 1/2 cup of batter. Turn the pan until the bottom is covered with batter. Cook until batter is set and then either toss to turn the pancake, or turn gently using a palette knife or spatula. Pancake is done when covered with a golden spiders-web pattern, and fully set.
Serve with fresh lemon juice and sugar!
Despite the beautifully-springlike start to the day, the walk along the beach at Smith Point was... to say the least... "bracing". The very-stiff breeze was coming from the north, across the bay, so on the beach we were a little protected, but not by much.
At 12.30 p.m. today, this view from the deck had power lines running across it (see pic of 'the new inlet' below, that's the same tree) ... then came a screetch of brakes, a bang, and a cloud of smoke...
View of the car from our deck. Firemen wondering what to do with it, safely, with the pole lying across the car and the road, and the lines down.
All our wonderful volunteers in the street just outside. 
A little further to the east; metal insects on Smith Point.
Here's the proof. 
It looked so calm and tranquil this morning... but we have sound-effects from the work on Smith Point. Big earth movers make a lot of noise.
The gray catbird is back.
I think this is what they call, "ice blue".
This is the picnic area at the mouth of the marina. Beautiful day today for a lunchtime dog-walk; temperatures above freezing, sun shining, everything calm.
He is large--as big as, if not bigger than, a blue-jay. He looks like an English mistle thrush, but they don't live here. He really enjoyed the stale bagel! His eyes were yellow, his tail long, and his beak long and curved slightly down.
The sunrise over the Great South Bay are magnificent at this time of year. Unbelieveably beautiful.
Now doesn't that look better? And it is insulated, and the rotten frame has been replaced, and it shuts properly too!
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