the [used-to-be] daunting task of dishes

This morning I woke up before my boyfriend, which isn’t unusual since he stays up much later than I do. Sometimes I’ll read in bed, go have coffee with a friend, or go on a run before he gets up. Today, I woke up craving pancakes like whoa. I don’t usually like pancakes but once or twice a year I yearn for them. The nice, fluffy, cloud-esque kind my mom used to make out of Bisquick buttermilk batter with a huge slab of butter and real maple syrup. I’m mostly plant-based these days (side rant:  we, “we” being my boyfriend and I, eat eggs whenever we can get them from my dear friend who has chickens, and I work at a Chinese restaurant that’s hard to pass up (especially when it’s free!), so I’m not perfect. I don’t like labels, either, as I’ll get into more when I talk about my alcohol addiction [termed by society as alcoholism], but having to constantly justify my dietary choices due to the label “vegan” isn’t really my jam; diet is sacred and personal and I can eat whatever I want, thankyouverymuch!), so I looked up “fluffy vegan protein powder pancakes”. I found a  recipe, substituted cashew milk for the water it called for, added  salt, and added sliced bananas and berries to the mix. They turned out amazing! I was kind of shocked, I’ve tried making eggless pancakes before and they were never this fluffy. Sure, they tasted fine, but they didn’t mimic the light, airy texture dreams are made of. Here is the recipe, and a photo of them, just in case you’re wanting proof 😉

vegan protein pow[d]er pancakes:

1 c. flour of your choice (I used organic unbleached baking flour)

1/4 c. protein powder of your choice (I used Trader Joe’s original pea protein)

1 tbsp. baking powder

1/4 tbsp. Himalayan sea salt

2 tbsps. REAL maple syrup  ( or your choice: honey, agave, etc. would all work fine)

1 1/2 c. cashew milk (+/- if consistency is off, I used about 1.5 cups but it could be more or less so add slowly!

Optional: berries, sliced bananas, etc.

instructions: Mix first six (listed above) ingredients together in a bowl until consistency is slightly runny. Place 1 tbsp. of coconut oil in a non-stick pan over medium heat, once oil is hot, pour 1/4 c. batter and top with sliced fruit or berries (other ideas: cacoa nibs, granola, hemp seeds, shredded coconut).Cook until little holes start to cover the entire pancake (approx. 1-2 minutes depending on the size of your flapjack). Once the holes are evenly distributed, it’s time to flip! Wait an equal amount of time for this other side to cook, and they will be done. I like mine a little crispy around the edges so I press them down with a spatula and leave them cooking  a little longer than called for. I topped them with coconut oil and real maple syrup. Yummy!!

4-Ingredient Protein Pancakes
Screenshot from my Instagram story since I forgot to save it on my phone 😛

I’m a messy cook. Especially when I do anything that requires measuring. This morning, I decided to eat my pancakes while they were hot before cleaning up my war zone. I sat down, turned on some music (my new obsession is Leigh Jones, you can find her on iTunes), drank my coffee slowly, and enjoyed my pancakes more than I would have ever imagined possible (small pleasures, amIright?!). Then, when I was done, without even hesitating I started doing the dishes. I did the dishes that my roommates had left in the sink from earlier in the morning, all of my own dishes, plus wiped down all the counters and swept the floor (my roommates and I are usually pretty good about keeping the kitchen clean, so don’t judge this instance of my “doing everything” too hard), and what’s more: I wasn’t even annoyed or phased. I didn’t even think about it until I was done: a few months ago I would have likely been hungover, and left my dishes soaking in the sink to be done later. Who are we kidding, I probably wouldn’t have even made pancakes, and if I had, I wouldn’t have enjoyed them because I would’ve had a headache, been panged by anxiety, and wanting to crawl back into bed. These moments happen almost every day now, where mid-act I realize: how did I used to do this hungover/tired/drunk/miserable? All these seemingly normal and tiny tasks used to be so daunting and difficult. Now, I save the challenges for things that actually deserve to be challenging.

It’s mighty satisfying realizing that life is physically and emotionally easier sober. When things are hard, they are rightfully hard. Now I know how to push through the difficult moments by being present and acknowledging them and deciphering a plan to get through them instead of hiding behind booze and escaping confrontation altogether. And for the small tasks like doing the dishes, they are no longer daunting, but serve as a tiny reminder that I am alive, awake, and grateful for each passing moment.

Love + Light,


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    1. Aw, thanks Kelsey! I’m hoping my blog can be a hodgepodge of healthy/inspiring things, thank you for the feedback it means so much! I’ll keep posting stuff like this 🙂


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