Blueberry Buttermilk Pancakes
Every year for his birthday breakfast I make Alex blueberry pancakes with maple syrup and bacon, it’s his absolute favorite breakfast and such a winner. I normally would always go for a savoury breakfast but I have to say, even I tuck in to these. The addition of the buttermilk just takes the edge of the sweetness a little and adds lots of flavour. If you can’t get your hands on buttermilk then you can make these with whole milk instead, just reduce the amount to 300ml. With pancake day tomorrow I thought it was only fair I share the recipe so you can tuck in too, enjoy! We had ours with a little bottle of Moscato, because you have to have some bubbles on your birthday. This is obviously optional but something I highly recommend!
Blueberry buttermilk pancakes makes about 10
- 200g plain flour
- 1tsp baking powder
- 1tsp bicarbonate of soda
- 1 egg
- 350ml buttermilk
- knob of butter, melted
- 300g blueberries
- coconut oil or butter for cooking
- maple syrup and streaky bacon to serve
First up, whisk together the flour, baking powder and the bicarbonate of soda.
In a separate bowl, mix together the buttermilk, egg and melted butter – I know it doesn’t look too sexy at this point but trust me, it’s going to be so good. Then whisk this mixture into the flour mix.
Seriously, that’s it. Now just melt a little coconut oil or butter in a pan and dollop in little puddles of mixture, about 3 at a time is good. Generously scatter over your blueberries and cook for about 3 minutes, until the underside is golden and little bubbles are appearing on the surface. Don’t worry if they run together a little, just nudge them apart with your spatula.
At this point, flip them over and cook for another 2-3 minutes. You can keep the pancakes warm in a 100C oven whilst you make the rest. When you’re done, all that’s left to do is douse in maple syrup, dot on a little butter, add some bacon if your heart desires and tuck in.
We’re having people over tomorrow for our annual make your own pancake party. The crêpe machine comes out (yes, I have a crêpe machine, I make no apologies for this) and the table is filled with bowls of toppings for people to concoct whatever they want. I think we had a ham, egg and blueberry last year which was pretty strange, I was glad I wasn’t eating that one!
What are you guys all up to?
Tales of a London Girl 