Is it Number #30? I don't know. Seems right. Regardless, we've been eating this 5 different ways, so that should make up for the difference. Strawberries, sliced. Pears, shredded. Apples, chopped. Plums, peaches. I'm hoping Percy, our persimmon-stealing squirrel has left us some fruit at home. Today it was nectarines & blueberries. I call it clafouti, but the boys keep reminding me that it's so not. I just keep offering it up, announcing, "Clafouti!" So I can see them clamber to the picnic tables to remind me with much concern that it is "not a clafouti, a clafouti is slippy & soft. It's a Fruit Bake." "Yeah a fruit bake." "It's a fute bake, mom!" I love seeing them correct me in birth order.
Often times they just take over the making of this dish, which has resulted in an occasional sweet & chewy granola bottom & a one-time hard-as-rocks biscuit-style topping. But I like to let them do their thing. It's a great kid recipe.
So our Clafouti/Fruit Bake is simply a buttered dish with 2 cups of fruit on the bottom, drizzled with maple syrup & cinnamon. It's topped with 1 cup of pancake batter (Pamela's makes really amazing gf pancake mix) & a generous toss of organic brown sugar crystals & baked at 350' for 15 minutes. I'm inclined to forgo the sugar, but they are right. It's way better that way.