Foreplay is to sex what preparing these pancakes are to eating them. After eating these, I think I need a smoke.

The enticing lucuma and the ice cream obsession of my childhood

Growing up, strawberries were seen as somewhat stick out you pinky and giggle feminine. After all, berries sparkle. In choosing ice-cream flavors, the guys chose chocolate, and the girls nibbled gently on their pink color berry treat on a stick. I was a rebel. I refused either. Choosing chocolate would be to assimilate in my already blurry world while picking the strawberry flavor would seem as a huge societal faux pas, the kind that would bring on armageddon. So I chose lucuma, a mysterious tropical fruit with a delicious smokey flavor and naughty texture.

In dreaming up the recipe, I make amends to the strawberry gods of my childhood.

The idea came from restlessly staring at my refrigerator wondering what to do with yet another batch of red quinoa. I needed something sweet as I had previously devoured the apple quinoa muffins with pecans. The strawberries I had just hand picked were enticing me and as I continued my conversation with them, I also eyed my beloved jar of cashew butter. I knew what I had to do.

What started as Isa Chandra Moskowitz recipe for perfect pancakes resulted in sweet sex on a plate.

My precious: hand picked picture perfect berries

• 1 1/4 Cups Whole Wheat Pastry Flour
• 2 Teaspoons Baking Powder
• 1/2 Teaspoon Salt
• 8 oz Sexy Strawberries, hulled and washed, gently
• 2 Cups of Cooked Red Quinoa
• 1 1/2 Cups Almond Milk (soy will do)
• 2 Tablespoons Maple Syrup
• 1 Teaspoon Vanilla Extract

In a large worthy bowl, place all the dry ingredients. Yes that means the flour, baking powder and salt. Whisk together.

Whole wheat pastry flour allows for a light pancake while keeping fiber content high

Blend the strawberries with the milk. Then add all the wet ingredients into the dry including the quinoa.

The beginning of the earthy yet delicate batter

Mix until there are a few lumps left and make sure you don’t overwork it. It would be a tragedy to tire out the pancakes prior to cooking, and of course, eating. Cook like a pancake, but better. Turn over when you see bubbles come up.

Serve in threes. Never in even numbers, always in odds.

Drenched, slightly in real maple syrup. No substitutions please. High fructose corn syrup crap is not acceptable for this or any dish.

Ready to take it to the next level? Not marriage, but perhaps engagement.

Cashew Butter Syrup

• 1/2 Cup of Organic Cashew Butter
• 1 Cup of real Maple Syrup
• 1 Teaspoon Vanilla Extract
• 1/2 Teaspoon Cinammon

Put all the ingredients in a small heavy pot. Whisk the ingredients until you reach a homogenous (yes I said homogenous). You must serve this warm, as it it is not pourable at room temperature.

Too much. Way too much for most to handle. Can you?

The result was truly sex on a plate. One of the first times I wasn’t able to finish.

Dripping naughtily of the pancake, the cashew butter syrup is beyond heavenly. Its just evil hell. In a good way.

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