I can’t seem to get enough strawberries these days. I cruised through 4 lbs of them in about a week, just eating them raw (stemmed and halved, with my fingers), and then had to pick up another flat of them over the weekend. It’s insidious. I never was a real big fruit eater until recently. I guess I always felt like fruit was a little too on-the-nose. “Oh, you’re so sweet and delicious, fruit.” It’s like, we get it. I usually opted instead for vegetables, which are under-appreciated and therefore have way more street cred.
Berries are great, though (no doy). They’re kind of tart, loaded with Vitamin C and other antioxidants, and are low in calories. And they make an excellent frou-frou breakfast of strawberry shortcake. In pancake form.
I whipped up a batch of basic buttermilk pancakes, adding a scant tablespoon of crème fraîche for a bit of twang (add a little extra sugar to the batter to offset this). I made a quick strawberry compote by stemming and halving about 2 cups of strawberries and simmering them in about a half cup of sugar, a tablespoon of butter and 3 tablespoons of kirschwasser.
Top with fresh vanilla whipped cream (do this yourself – it’s worth it), and since you aren’t drinking mimosas these days have a nice bubbly apple cider with a splash of mango nectar (float a strawberry in there for show).