Sunday Dutch Baby

Dylan had a puzzled look on his face when I woke up this morning, rolled over and suggested that we attempt to make a dutch baby. This could be because I am already pregnant and neither of us is Dutch, but it also could be that he hasn't been keeping up with reading the Amateur Gourmet's blog posts.

A dutch baby is a puffy, baked pancake that you drizzle with butter, lemon juice and powdered sugar. I learned about them last week from my beloved Amateur Gourmet, and adapted Molly's recipe that he linked to on his website. I used milk instead of half and half (because it's all we had) and added a pinch of salt, a dash of vanilla sugar and a few dots of bourbon vanilla to the batter. I also cooked the dutch baby in a heavy ceramic dish instead of a cast-iron skillet, placing a jelly roll pan underneath to catch the stray bits of butter that would have ended up in my oven. Here is the preparation:


That baby really poofed up in the oven, and I was crouched below the oven for a while with the light on, marveling at the puffy, golden-brown bubbles that formed while I watched. It was pretty impressive!
We sliced it in half, put it on plates, drizzled on lemon juice, dusted on powdered sugar, added a few slices of bacon and a dish of strawberries and bananas, and had a breakfast fit for king and queen!