If you read my blog you will know that I am an avid waffle maker and eater. Izzy has grown up eating waffles and I wanted to share the waffle love with his preschool classmates. I imagined that many of them were unaware of the delights of a freshly made waffle.
Today I lugged in my waffle iron, along with the various bowls, ingredients and syrup and I gave a waffle demonstration to his class of 18 three and four year olds. They were quite patient as I showed them the ingredients. They were able to sniff and examine each one. And they watched with rapt attention as I mixed up the dry ingredients, then the wet ones and combined the two. One highlight was that some of the more adventurous children in the group opted to sample the buttermilk, something Izzy has been doing for ages.
When it finally came time to pour the batter into the iron, the kids were all vying to be first to try one. So imagine my disappointment when the first waffle split in two and stuck tenaciously to the iron and I had to pick it out. I didn't think they would go near it but it disappeared before my eyes.
I kept my fingers crossed for the next waffle and it and the rest all came out fine. I knew the day had been a success when nearly every child asked for seconds, even one who proclaimed he didn't eat waffles anymore. A few students came up to ask me to give their parents the recipe. What more could I ask for?