14 Nov

My life is completely insane at the moment, so rather than a long rambling post which my imaginary readers likely skip over in favor of food porn, you get a slightly shorter anecdote to skip over in favor of food porn. Hey, look—waffles!

So I went to a party last night. It was my first time hanging out with members of my department outside school (who am I kidding, it was really my first time hanging out with them period). I had a surprisingly good time considering I knew one person, and have a propensity for debilitating awkwardness.

At one point, I was sitting on the couch talking to a master’s student about the job she has lined up for after graduation, designing plants to make “diapers.” Those quotes were courtesy of my slightly tipsy brain, which just finished loosing a round of beer pong sans lunch. For reasons beyond my comprehension, I became convinced that “diaper” was special chemical engineering lingo for a product, and that by not knowing inherently what she was referencing, I was about to make a huge idiot out of myself.

I was able to get away with asking a few very general questions about the position, and was feeling quite pleased with my stealthy bullshitting abilities—I was the slightly less knowledgeable engineer dressed in a slightly more knowledgeable engineer’s clothing. And then she mentioned Pampers.

I was being a bit dim either way, but unless you live it, it’s hard to describe the engineering lifestyle. So much of your reputation among classmates rests on your ability to understand these obscure references. It’s great to remember a formula and know how to correctly implement it, but unless you know the full name of whoever derived it, you’ll never reach the upper echelon. Also, bonus points if you can work the reference into every day conversation.

Last week, my advisor hosted a guest lecturer. While another member of my research group was presenting, they got into a 5 minute back-and-forth about one particular issue of this journal, citing titles and authors of the included papers, right down to the page number. When I have my second thoughts about engineering, it’s never the classes, or the research, or writing papers; it’s the glint in their eyes as they attempted to one-up each others, feeding a vicious pride that I simply do not possess.

But really, who has time to dwell on that when there are delicious waffles to be had. This is about as close as I’ve come to primal waffle perfection (and I have made quite a few attempts). The outside is not as crispy as I’d hoped. Next time I may try cooking them a bit longer, since the pumpkin kept the inside moist.

Pumpkin Chip Waffles


Adapted from this recipe, makes one Belgium waffle

Wet ingredients:
1 egg, separated
1/2 tsp honey
2 tsp oil (canola or coconut)
2 tbsp pumpkin puree
1 tsp vanilla extract
Dry ingredients:
1 tbsp coconut flour
2 tbsp almond meal
1/4 tsp baking soda
pinch of sea salt
1.5 tsp pumpkin pie spice

1-2 tbsp milk
2 tbsp egg whites
pinch of cream of tartar

1/2 square baking chocolate, chopped
Butter and maple syrup

Mix together the wet ingredients, leaving aside the egg white from the egg and 2 tbsp of egg whites from a carton (or a white from a second egg). Sift together the dry ingredients. Mix the wet and dry ingredients, adding 1-2 tbsp of milk until is it very thick, but stir-able. Beat the egg whites and cream to tartar to soft peaks and fold into the batter. Cook on pre-heated and greased waffle iron until you can no longer see steam coming out of the sides (or until the ready light goes on, if you have a reliable waffle iron and not a crappy one from CVS). Finally, top with whatever you want! I went with the traditional butter and maple syrup, but like most things in life, they can only be improved by fruit and/or whipped cream.


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