Recipe: Pumpkin Oat Pancakes

These pancakes are light and fluffy, healthy, and gluten-free. I topped mine with cashew cream, maple syrup, nuts and strawberries :)

Pumpkin Oat Pancakes with Cashew Cream

Ingredients:

• 1/2 cup rolled oats
• 1/2 cup cooked pumpkin
• 1/4 cup applesauce*
• 1/4 cup milk
• 1/2 tsp cinnamon
• 1 tsp vanilla extract
• 2 eggs

Method:

1. Put the oats in a blender and whizz until you get a powdery consistency
2. Add the rest of your ingredients and blend until combined
3. In a non-stick pan, cook your pancakes over medium heat
4. Once little bubbles start to form, flip and cook the other side

*You can buy pre-made applesauce but I think it's easy and cleaner to make your own. You simply peel an apple, cut into pieces and boil with a little water. Once the apple is soft, blitz in a blender. 

How to make Cashew Cream:

1. Soak 1 cup raw cashews in water for 3 - 8 hours (I just soaked mine overnight)
2. Drain the cashews and put in a blender
3. Add 1/3 cup to 3/4 cup water (depending on how thick you want your cream)
4. Blend until smooth, scraping down the sides occasionally

You can add sweetener and vanilla to your cashew cream mixture, but I prefer to leave it plain so that I can use it sweet or savoury.

Dat Ass

I was out in Greenside with friends when an enibriated woman called me over. She whispered "You're my sister" What? "I'm like Khloe Kardashian and you look exactly like Kourtney so we're soul sisters" Okaaaay crazy lady... 

This is the FOURTH time someone has told me I look like Kourtney Kardashian. What is it? The hair, the smile? Personally, I don't really see it... and I'm not sure if it's a compliment or an insult. Are you saying I look hot AF... or are you saying I look like a hoe bag? I do think Kourtney is the better-looking of the lot (compared to sasquatch Khloe and plastic Kim) but I'm not sure I like being compared to a 2K.

It's the booty... isn't it? I swear to you my ass has grown a few centimeters in just 6 months (possibly due to the fact that my trainer threatens us with violence if we don't squat ass to grass). The other day I noticed a visible panty line. It's like my underwear has turned on me... giving me the air of a dumpy middle-aged math teacher who's clearly given up on life. Don't get me wrong... I love having strong legs and glutes, but my god one of these days my legs are going all Incredible Hulk on these skinny jeans.