the memories of this day are filled with the smell of frying oil, and a vision of my mother stood for hours at the stove, juggling two frying pans at once. the result: mountains of beautifully stacked, golden, steaming hot pancakes; for me and my seven siblings to devour. in our family it was required to have at least one 'savory' pancake first, which was usually filled with some sort of cream of chicken sauce, then we were free to go to town on the 'sweet' options: lemon + sugar, jam + butter, and golden syrup.
every time i say "it's pancake day" i'm reminded of this song from a popular show of my childhood:
wow, i remember that being a lot better back in the day!
3 comments:
I love your pancakes! Especially the ones with lemon and sugar! Why are you not having a party?
i felt like our mother today, i've got the flippage skill down! yea for pancakes :)
What recipe do you like to use? I have tried to make these before without the help of a Clayton to no avail. Would love your amazing recipe! Or any helpful hints. :)
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