Giddo's Dream Waffles

Author Notes

Let me preface this recipe with a story. Several months ago, I awoke from an extremely vivid dream. It was very bizarre. There had been a robbery at my Uncle Sam and Aunt Patty’s house and we were all searching hopelessly through the house for a piece of paper. I had no idea what was on this paper but I knew it was important. We searched for an entire day and at some point we decided to take a break. We were sure these bandits had stolen this piece of paper and the weight of losing it was a burden on us all. I happened to be the last person leaving and when I approached the doorway, he was there! Giddo, my grandfather who passed away when I was six years old, was standing right in front of me, statuesque as ever. His eyes sparkled with his smile and with his huge calloused hands he gave me a piece of paper. It was the same tattered and folded piece of paper for which we had been searching. The entire exchange lasted but seconds before he said he loved us all and, turning around, walked away into the garden. I opened the paper and saw a recipe for waffles. It was a normal batter recipe with the exception of two ingredients: ? cup of Champagne and 1 ½ cups of crème fraiche. I woke up immediately, still remembering the entire dream, and wrote down the recipe.
I could not get over how strange this was. I had no recollection of Giddo making anything other than his famous salad. Why would I have a dream about him and waffles? I called my dad to tell him and, to my surprise, he told me that Giddo made waffles every Sunday! Of course, his two secret ingredients were Bisquick and bacon but I couldn’t help but think that this dream’s recipe had some connection to Giddo. I like to imagine that several lives ago, Giddo was known for his highly secret waffle recipe. Perhaps his soul tried to manifest those famous waffles by making Bisquick waffles and adding tiny bits of bacon to the hot iron before ladling on the batter. Maybe his soul needed to tell me this recipe so we can all remember Giddo and his waffles. Or, let’s be honest, maybe I have the world’s most imaginative sub-conscience.
Of course I had to try to make these to see if they even work but I ran into the dilemma of not owning a waffle iron. When I was home visiting for Christmas, I was determined! I told my family we were having waffles for breakfast on Christmas morning and hoped they would work. My mom had just made some crème fraiche and happened to have the exact amount left over for Giddo’s recipe. Let’s just say, these waffles were a complete success! Here is the recipe, let’s keep this one going for Giddo! I love you all! (and apparently, he still loves us too!) —BoBelsea