Something brown, bubbly, and studded with strawberries came out of my oven last night, and I just stared it at because I didn’t know what it was. However, using the theory, “If you don’t know what something is, taste it,” I cut off a corner hoping it wouldn’t scream. (It didn’t.) Then, I decided that I liked it, but I just didn’t know what it was.
Was it a cake? Maybe. It kind of had the texture of the cake part of a pineapple upside down cake, but without the brown-sugar pineapple topping.
Was it a bread pudding of sorts? Maybe?
Was it a square, spongy pancake? Sort of?
None of this really mattered. At the time, here’s what mattered:
–it smelled delicious
–it tasted pretty good
–it did not try to eat me, poison me, or run off with my husband, cat, or son.
Also, Nate, Alex, and I ate the whole thing in one sitting, so it’s not too filling. There is definitely plenty of room to push this dessert into any space in the stomach that is not yet filled by other food.
If you would like to try this “Strawberry Je Ne Sais Quoi” (Transl.: Strawberry I Don’t Know What), the recipe follows:
¾ of granulated sugar
½ cup of flour
½ tsp baking soda
1 egg or ¼ cup of egg substitute
¾ cup of vanilla yogurt
¼ cup of chopped strawberries
–Mix the dry ingredients together in a bowl.
–Mix the egg (or egg substitute) with the vanilla yogurt and strawberries in another bowl
–Stir the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and mix well.
–Pour everything into an 8X8 baking dish and bake at 350 for 25 minutes.
Top with whipped cream and more strawberries, if desired.
Results: It’s not a glamorous dessert. It won’t win a prize at the fair. It will stare at you and make you feel uncomfortable, but it’s subtly sweet, unexpectedly addictive, and harmless. (I assume; it hasn’t been a full 24 hours yet.)
In Other News: I have a story in Wrongdoing Magazine—a rather dark story. Feel free to check it out on the link here: “Between the Scalloped Edges” (pages 219-221).
I also have a cocktail review in The Daily Drunk magazine. Feel free to read here: “Summer of ’21 Cocktail Review.”
Your Turn: What’s the strangest thing to come out of your oven, toaster, or microwave?