It was 10am in the morning. I was kind of hungry. Dad told me I could make my own breakfast, so I decided to.
I had not had waffles in awhile and I wanted to try it again. I am very good at making waffles. I asked Dad where the waffle mix was, and he told me it was in the mudroom. I grabbed my favorite waffle mix and headed off to the kitchen. First, I looked at the instructions on the can. Since my Dad didn't want any waffles, and my brother was at a sleepover birthday party, I decided to make a half recipe. The problem was that the recipe called for one egg, and I didn't know how to get half an egg. Dad told me that if I put an egg in a bowl, mixed it up, and poured half in to the mixture.
After the recipe was done (but not the baking), I thought of "Twist waffles." I had gotten the idea from having cinnamon-vanilla waffles when I was younger. I wanted to try a twist that I had never done before and I had an idea.
I began to look for the vanilla. Dad told me he could see the vanilla, but not where it was on the shelf. I thought it was the almond extract for awhile. When I finally found it, I asked Dad to give me a boost, but found it was the "Magic-Shell" chocolate sauce. Dad told me that regular chocolate sauce was in the refrigerator -- I had not seen any of this before. I added in half a capful of vanilla and a couple of squirts of chocolate sauce. I mixed them together and made one waffle for me and 1/4 for my Dad. We didn't have any whip cream, so my Dad suggested to put cold vanilla ice cream on the hot toasty waffles. It was delicous!
Ohhh..... You made me hungry......
ReplyDeleteOhhh..... You made me hungry......
ReplyDeleteYum! That sounds delicious!
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