Pancakes

All this talk today about pancakes---everywhere you turn, on the radio, online, has made me hungry all day for pancakes. I even started calculating whether I could get to McDonalds by 10am to get some. Ha. Out of eggs---next I started thinking about getting to Braum's to get eggs, and then make some. But, my pancakes are way, too healthy. I can't just make pancakes. I have to add healthy stuff---like oatmeal, olive oil, molasses---and more eggs than is called for. And I am not even Catholic.

My James loves pancakes, and I have been too lazy to get 'er done. So, whilst in the mood this afternoon, I am making pancakes. And next time James visits---we will be ready.

My favorite spatula broke. The thinnest--actually a cookie spatula, but alas, there was a weakness in the bend. Oh, well. I have been keeping my beady eyes out for another for a while, because for pancakes, I need one just a bit bigger.

Today's batch is not holding together very well. Maybe not enough eggs. If I eat any more ugly ones, I won't want any supper. Ha.

We ran the furnace last night and I heard it again this morning, but it is eighty degrees inside now...not exactly pancake making weather. but, best to get 'er done when in the mood.

Pancakes used to be Bob's Dad's favorite fast meal. And with diabetic syrup---he got really good at it. An egg, some flour and milk, a spot of oil---or butter. He would frown upon all my additions.

What is your favorite thing in or on a pancake? Blueberries? pecans? whipped cream?