Next to oatmeal I think pancakes are my favourite breakfast. In fact, when my husband takes me out for breakfast I always order pancakes. Some times I think, “Today I will get something different.” But when the waitress comes I always end up getting the pancakes. What can I say? I love pancakes – buttered and dripping in syrup.
One of my sisters likes peanut butter and syrup on hers. Pancakes are easy to do add-ons. You can add banana slices or blueberries or chocolate chips. I’ve made different kinds of syrup. They are just so easy to personalize which is one thing that I think makes them fun.
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Here is some more about pancakes from another Laura Ingalls Wilder book – The Long Winter.
“Almanzo and Royal were eating supper. Almanzo had stacked the pancakes with brown sugar and he had made plenty of them. Royal had eaten halfway down his stack, Almanzo was nearing the bottom of his, and one tall stack of two dozen pancakes, dripping melted brown sugar, was standing untouched when Pa knocked at the door. Royal opened it.”‘Come in, Mr. Ingalls! Sit up and have some pancakes with us!’ Royal invited him…
“After some talk about it, Almanzo charged a quarter and Pa paid it. Then he did sit down, as they urged him, and lifting the blanket cake on the untouched pile, he slipped from under it a section of the stack of hot, syrupy pancakes. Royal forked a brown slice of ham from the frying pan onto Pa’s plate and Almanzo filled his coffee cup.
“‘You boys certainly live in the lap of luxury,’ Pa remarked. The pancakes were no ordinary pancakes. Almanzo followed his mother’s pancake rule and the cakes were light as foam, soaked through with melted brown sugar. The ham was sugar-cured and hickorysmoked, from the Wilder farm in Minnesota. ‘I don’t know when I’ve eaten a tastier meal,’ said Pa.”
How do you like your pancakes?