Experimentation continues. Made a couple for late-night sustenance on the Rollright Stones ride.They used much less saddlebag space than wheat bread sandwiches and were much moister
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I'm starting to take these old fashioned things seriously.
Mrs N. & I spent some time in Derbyshire earlier this month. In Bakewell
we struggled to find good local cheese, but picked up half a dozen oatcakes at the market. They warmed up quickly under a grill: Mrs N. likes them with marmalade, whereas I was happy with fried egg.
The puzzling feature of the home-made stuff is that it's so very different from the commercial 'cakes. The latter are only pancake thick. Mine are 5mm thick or more. I'd describe them as robust leavened flatbreads. I had to put rubber bands round them to stop unrolling for the Stones ride, though that might be just because they were freshly cooked. (I think) Basil suggested apricot jam as an adhesive to solve that problem...