My engineer husband has been on a quest for the perfect pancake for many years.
Sunday morning is pancake breakfast at our house. I get treated to his experiments with all kinds of ingredients. Who would have known that amaranth is a grain? He does. As we come to the table with piping hot cakes made from scratch, some offerings are lamented over and some are a cause for celebration. This morning our full tummies told us a story of success after many Sundays of woe. Soggy in the middle but crisp on the outside.
He enjoys approaching pancake making with a scientific approach involving whole grains and grinding them at the time of preparation in his own grain mill. He also turns out wonderful bread. We could never go "keto"!
Another beneficiary of his pancakes is Jade the Corgi. She takes her place by my dining chair ahead of time just within my view. So much patience is such a little package until a few bites are handed over. Looks like love to her.
I thoroughly enjoy his Sunday morning ritual. With our 40th anniversary coming in November, I hope to enjoy this for many more years to come.
Would you like to share a favorite ritual or tradition with me? I'd love to hear from you.
So much love and full tummies,
Nancy B
PS (retraction) Did you know that Amaranth is a seed not a grain? Thank my engineer husband for that nugget. He's a jewel!
