Clinton St. Baking Co.’s Famous Blueberry Pancakes

Clinton Street Baking Co.'s Famous Blueberry Pancakes-16
Both times I’ve been to NYC I’ve collated lists of places to see/things to eat/areas to visit. Both times I’ve returned home only having crossed about a sixth of those things off my list. Even if, as I did on one evening, I ate at two different restaurants for dinner (in case you’re curious it was Yakatori Totto first then Ippudo!)  I don’t think I’d ever be able to eat at all the places on my list.

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DIY Chocolate HobNob Biscuits / Cookies

DIY Chocolate HobNob Biscuits // Izy Hossack - Top With Cinnamon

NOTE: when I say biscuit in this post, I’m referring to the British word for cookie. I think of a biscuit as a certain type of cookie: one which is thin and always dry and crunchy, never soft or chewy. What I do not mean by biscuit is a scone-type-thing. Okay. Cool. Let’s proceed.

DIY Chocolate HobNob Biscuits // Izy Hossack - Top With Cinnamon

Whenever I go abroad, I bring a packet of HobNobs with me. In fact, when I was in New York a few months ago and I FORGOT to bring them with me, I coerced my friend who was visiting me into buying some in the airport. I had to ration them out for that month, keeping them in the fridge due to the fact it was regularly getting to 30 degrees in the apartment. But a cold hobnob pairs perfectly with a cup of Earl Grey tea (that’s another thing I bring with me always. Tea bags.).

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InstaRecipe! Wheat-Free Lemon & Poppy Seed Pancakes

Wheat-Free Lemon & Poppy Seed Pancakes

It started out with an intense 11am craving for waffles.
I pulled out my heart-shaped waffle maker, cleaned it up and blended up this batter with my hopes set high. After that, disaster ensued: the batter stuck in the intricately patterned iron wrenching my waffle dreams away from me. Instead of breaking down, I fought on, ditching the waffle iron and grabbing my trusty little skillet. I used the rest of the batter to fry up a short stack of pancakes! Just as I was pouring the batter into the skillet my dad showed up from the allotment with a punnet of wild blackberries so, of course, I stole a handful for ~garnish~ (ooooh).

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