oatmeal dark chocolate chip pancakes

Last Friday was the Sadie Hawkins dance at school.
Scratch that.
Last Friday was the “Girls Ask Boys Winter Formal.” Apparently “Sadie Hawkins” isn’t politically correct enough for my school.  I’m technically on Spirit Committee… I should know these things.

My friend Veda and I had a track meet before during the dance. 
When my coach told me I had to sprint 400 meters, I though he was kidding.
He wasn’t kidding.
I gagged a bit just thinking about it.  Then after it was over, I gagged all over the place.  Yeah, I’m a real superstar on the track team. 😉
But at least I bring brownies.

When I finally got back home, it was already nine, and the last thing I wanted to do was get dressed. But I did.
I put on my dress, slopped on some red lipstick, hoop earrings, and heels.  Then I smooped my hair into a bun because I couldn’t even think of touching a flat iron (smooped isn’t a word, but “twirled” is way too elegant of a word to describe what I did to my poor hair).  In the end, it was half decent. Sort of like iCarly meets flamenco dancer. 

By the time we got to the dance, there were only 30 minutes left.  Everyone was already talking about who should have the after party.  Suddenly, I got a second wind.  Kind of like how I have a second stomach for dessert (no matter how stuffed I am), I have a reserve of energy for a good party (no matter how insanely tired I am).

But, as last minute plans usually go, no one ended up having one.

And you know what?  I was secretly happy.  Don’t get me wrong, I love a good party as much as the next person (I’m a high school girl, I’m normal I swear…), but by then all I wanted to do was put on my Pink sweatpants (the ones with strawberries on the butt), lie on my bed with a huge bottle of Blue Powerade Zero, and play “never have I ever” with my friend Veda (even though we know everything that we’ve “never” done, it’s fun anyways).

I dropped off to bed around 1:30.  It was a long day.

In the morning, I woke up refreshed and with a serious chocolate craving. 
And these pancakes happened.

With love,

1/2 cup all purpose flour
1/2 cup quick oats
1 tablespoon white sugar
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
3/4 cup milk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 tablespoons vegetable oil

1 egg
a hand full dark chocolate chips

Place flour, oats, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt, buttermilk, vanilla, oil and egg in a food processor or blender and puree until smooth.
Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each pancake. Sprinkle with dark chocolate chips. Brown on both sides and serve hot.

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4 thoughts on “oatmeal dark chocolate chip pancakes

  1. The Cooking Actress

    I'm in awe of your energy. When I was in high school I'd never have been able to go run track THEN go to a dance! (ok, who am I kidding…I can't run…period.) These pancakes are gorgeous and look perfect and delicious-I love a good choc chip pancake!

    1. Cannella Vita

      Hahaha thanks for the compliments! My energy level is nothing awe-inspiring though — at the moment I have been sitting in the same position on my computer refreshing my Twitter feed for the past two hours. No biggie. 🙂

  2. Erika

    Um YUM. These look so fab–I've been craving oatmeal in all forms and these look especially good 😉 I can totally relate to being secretly happy about things like no after party–I went to Mardi Gras this weekend and there were definitely points where I was like, enough beads! Can we please just go put on PJs and eat pancakes? (The next morning, we got a huge pile of blueberry pancakes from room service which was awesome. They were subpar pancakes, which was not awesome. But that's why I'll have to make these!!)

    1. Cannella Vita

      Thank you so much! Ohhh I wish Mardi Gras was a bigger deal where I am from. I love beads! And king cake is the bomb diggity. And a mardi gras party would be so awesome. Ugh subpar blueberry pancakes are the worst. I hope you try these out!

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