Drunk Dutch Babies™

Is there a more delicious breakfast than a mouth-watering, warm-out-of-the-oven Drunk Dutch Baby™ on a cool Sonoma morning?

Imagine sitting on the porch, feet dangling down as the crepe steams on your plate sprinkled with powdered sugar, topped with berries from Gracie Taylor’s garden. Then, with a mouthful of airy, fluffy and hot, dribbled with organic honey, it hits you. The berries pop on your tongue with a punch.

Gracie called these her Drunk Dutch Babies™ - berries soaked in booze (vodka if you dare, chardonnay if you don’t) and piled onto the delicious crepes-on-the-rise. All of the ingredients except for the alcohol, grew organically out of her bountiful garden: fresh blueberries, raspberries, and the honey right from her wild bee-buzzing hive. She had a cardinal rule. No poisons were allowed to go from farm to table in Gracie’s world. She planted by seed, preferring the heirloom varieties, and treated the earth with respect -- without pesticides.

Gracie not only planted seeds in her garden that naturally made their way in her bibled cookbooks, she planted seeds in the hearts of every Sonoma neighbor she touched. The question is could she plant the Daine Shepherd seed into Kitty’s heart?

Dive into more of Gracie’s delights in our new novel, Home Sweet Sonoma.


** Try these beautiful, light, airy, fluffy and hot…dribbled with raw honey...piled high with "drunk" strawberries, blueberries, or raspberries - or "sober," just plain and simple. (Thanks to Joe for the inspiration!)

Deborah Parrish