About a year ago, Charlie started experimenting in the kitchen with gluten-free pancake mix. This lead to a new brunch tradition, a lot of extra airtime on my Instagram stories, and the inevitable title of The Pancake Man.
I’ve been asked several times if that’s what Charlie does for a living…make pancakes. The answer is no. Though since he became self-employed nine months ago, his rate of breakfast production has risen sharply. Pancakes, however, are something he only does on Sundays. And he makes a decent living in kisses for his efforts.
As you know, I try not to guzzle maple syrup, or any added sugar, on a regular basis. At first, a weekly pancake session felt too indulgent. The healthy side of my personality became a little resentful of the hedonist on my shoulder, and a little paranoid about what the man egging her on would think of the extra maple syrup pimples on my face thanks to his insistence on dessert for breakfast.
This, my friends, is a classic case of healthy hedonist schizophrenia. The kind of questioning that I tried to cure myself of during The Wellness Project. It’s also the kind of questioning, I realize, that never really goes away because it reminds me of my values. These internal conversations, when I get out of them alive, help tame my perfectionism and flex the “chill” muscle that combat stress and leads to greater pancake-filled happiness.
Charlie’s gluten-free pancakes are delicious, decadent, and usually the size of my face. More importantly, they make him feel extremely happy and fulfilled in other areas besides his tummy, as any good side hustle should. As a rather domineering force in the kitchen, I’m happy he’s carved out some space for himself in this room, and a few maple syrup pimples seems like a very small price to pay for that kind of equilibrium and creative expression.
That said, I’ve kind of missed making pancakes once in a blue moon. And I’ve felt slightly guilty about teasing you with ours every weekend without any sort of virtual reciprocity in the form of a recipe.
So it’s with great joy and anticipation, and permission of The Pancake Man, that I share with you these gluten-free Mean Green Matcha Pancakes. They use Charlie’s famous base (Bob’s Red Mill Pancake Mix, almond milk, coconut oil) with a little Feed Me Phoebe healthy spin in the form of antioxidant-rich green tea powder and fibrous raspberry compote.
I like my pancakes a little thinner and crepe-like. This is not Pancake Man approved. If you’d like to create true Charlie-style pancakes, add a little less almond milk and portion larger cakes (you’ll get 4 total instead of 6). Classic mix-ins include chocolate chips, 1 mashed banana, or blueberries!
Do you have any cooking traditions with your significant other? Divisions of labor? Lines in the kitchen sand? I’d love to hear about them in the comments section!
With health and hedonism,
p.s. If you’re looking to save time in your low FODMAP kitchen, check out some of these fabulous store bought sauces, spice mixes and condiments.
Mean Green Matcha Pancakes with Raspberry Compote
- In a medium mixing bowl, whisk the almond milk, egg, vanilla, and coconut oil until combined. Add the pancake mix and matcha. Whisk until smooth, adding a splash or two more almond milk if the batter is too thick. You’re going for the texture of a smoothie, not porridge.
- Heat a 5-inch cast iron skillet over a medium-high flame. Lightly brush the pan with coconut oil. Add 1/4 cup of batter to the pan. Cook until the pancake pulls away from the sides of the pan and begins to bubble towards the center, about 2 minutes. Flip and cook for another minute on the second side, until puffed and lightly browned. Remove to a plate and repeat with the remaining batter. You should have 6 thin pancakes in total.
- Meanwhile, place 3/4 of the raspberries in a small saucepan and cover with 1/4 cup water and 1 tablespoon maple syrup. Bring to a simmer over medium heat and cook, covered, until the berries have released their juices and begun to breakdown into a thick jam, about 5 minutes.
- Serve the pancakes drizzled with the compote, and garnished with the remaining raspberries. Serve alongside maple syrup and butter or ghee.