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One day my husband sighed most pitifully. “You know what I miss?” he said. “Pancakes. You never make pancakes anymore.”
“That’s because I can’t eat piles of bready things oozing in syrup,” I said. “But let me see if I can find a good recipe that will work for just you.”
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