Childhood. Weekend morning. You gradually wake up and, still not opening your eyes, you hear characteristic sounds from the kitchen. Inhale deeper - from the beloved smell of homemade pancakes tickles pleasantly in the nose. Anticipating my mother's “goodies”, you jump out of bed. Here it is - good morning!
Childhood is long over. At the weekend you wake up and remember, as in a famous joke, that "mother is me." You drag into the kitchen, where at best it smells nothing. At worst, the husband again left a full ashtray on the table, and a dubious spirit is in the air. You take out a box with the usual breakfast cereal (Europe did put us on this useless, but convenient food). What else? Bowl? Milk? I do not want! I want tasty, homemade, traditional. I want a good morning!
Oladushki, such as in childhood, I was not able to reproduce. Lush, flavored with condensed milk, incredibly tasty - let them remain a pleasant memory. In addition, in the sweet, alas, you already have to limit yourself. There is no endurance, no desire to indulge your family, and at the same time to show miracles of willpower. In addition, I understand that children need to be fed something useful (I still remember that “I am a mother”). No one has come up with anything more useful than Herculean porridge for breakfast, but try to explain this to children.
If this cry of my matured soul somehow responded to yours, then you would also like to change your life for the better in something, at least in some little things. After all, it is the little things that create the mood. The soul requires positive. And why not start positive work in the morning, from breakfast?
But there is always a way out! Oatmeal fritters are what I need. Incredibly delicious fried cereal fritters with sour cream! All the hares were killed at once: I feel like a skilled housewife, treating my loved ones with a delicious homemade breakfast, my figure does not suffer, the children are happy about pancakes by definition, even my husband is pleasantly surprised by the unexpected taste of this simple dish. And my parental consciousness, which is proud that the children eat Hercules for breakfast, peacefully turns a blind eye to the dubious benefits of the fritters created on the bouillon cube.
So, pancakes from Hercules flakes. We need: 1 cup of Hercules flakes, 1 egg, 1 broth cube (meat or chicken).
Dilute the cube in a glass of boiling water until completely dissolved (in a glass, although the cube is designed for 0.5 l for broth). Pour Herculean flakes into a bowl and pour them into the resulting broth. Hercules can be "extra", but I like ordinary more. Wait a little while the flakes "take" the water and the mass cools. Beat the egg, mix thoroughly. The dough for oatmeal pancakes is ready. It should be consistently like viscous sour cream.
Pour future pancakes on a preheated pan with vegetable oil with a tablespoon, fry on both sides until golden (do not cover with a lid). Serve with sour cream. You can do a double portion right away, because oatmeal pancakes are usually eaten very quickly.
It takes very little time to prepare this dish, the cost is ridiculous. And most importantly, I have a hope that someday my children will recall with nostalgia: “Childhood. Weekend morning. Mom's oatmeal pancakes. Good morning!"