I've posted enough pics of my buttermilk pancakes, so now, you're just going to see the tail end:
Light as a cloud, they were, with heated maple syrup and butter stirred in.
I usually make three pancakes each for us, but because I've got to be a good boy for the next...80 days, I cut it back to one pancake each.
When I sat MrsTasty's plate down and turned to walk back to the kitchen, she said, "Hey...you forgot something."
"What's that?" I replied, thinking I forgot to bring her fork along with it.
"Well...THE REST OF MY DAMN PANCAKES!"
Light as a cloud, they were, with heated maple syrup and butter stirred in.
I usually make three pancakes each for us, but because I've got to be a good boy for the next...80 days, I cut it back to one pancake each.
When I sat MrsTasty's plate down and turned to walk back to the kitchen, she said, "Hey...you forgot something."
"What's that?" I replied, thinking I forgot to bring her fork along with it.
"Well...THE REST OF MY DAMN PANCAKES!"