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At 8:30 this evening I remembered that today is Pancake Tuesday.
25 minute later we were in bed, with pancakes (gluten and sugar-free, of course), happily munching away while watching The Canadian Fairy Show and HIMYMAwesome thanks to Julie, who talked me through the incredibly simple recipe for pancakes, which I had somehow managed to never ( Read more... )
25 minute later we were in bed, with pancakes (gluten and sugar-free, of course), happily munching away while watching The Canadian Fairy Show and HIMYMAwesome thanks to Julie, who talked me through the incredibly simple recipe for pancakes, which I had somehow managed to never ( Read more... )
Although sometimes the pancakes with their maple syrup kung-fu have defeated me.
On my first holiday to the US MLW and I went on a road trip from Portland, Oregon down the Pacific coast and then inland to Crater Lake (still one of the most magnificent things I’ve *ever* seen) and back up through the valley between the first and second set of mountains.
One the first day we stopped for breakfast at a dinner in the mountains. Very excited about my first USian breakfast out in the country I tried to order a tall stack of pancakes and was talked out if by the waitress. She persuaded me to have only a short stack. Which was two or three large plate sized pancakes. I got to the point where I could see the plate they were on and then gave up. The tall stack would have made me explode.
A week later on the way back to Portland I was offered a “more than I could eat” breakfast in Joe’s Dinner in Bend, Oregon. They were right. Tho' by that time I'd been eating USian food on the road for a week or more.
Food in the US is a funny old thing.
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