Flapjack Redemption

I love pancakes.  Light, fluffy, buttery pancakes.  Buttermilk.  Multi-grain.  Stuffed with berries or bananas.  Definitely chocolate chips.  When I was pregnant with Gavin I ate them for every single meal during my first trimester.  Sadly they were all delivered from the Starburst Diner.

You see, I cannot cook a pancake to save my life.  Though I am not sure the scenario where my life would be in jeopardy and the only way to recover would be cooking a pancake.  But if that were the case, I’d be toast.

They stick to the pan.  They crumble.  Forget if I try to add something to them.  Battered covered raspberries are not delicious.

This weekend I was a mom on a mission.  Armed with a few new pointers and a refrigerator full of goodies, I was going to make some damn pancakes!

 

the game changer

“A griddle will make all the difference,” I was told by a friend late on Friday.  My first thought, “where the hell am I going to get a griddle for Saturday morning pancakes?”  Thanks Ian, for reminding me that we in fact already had a griddle.  A fancy one purchased for our wedding.  Seven years ago.

In my defense, this is where it was hiding. Way above the cabinets.

Saturday morning, bright and early.  I was pumped!

The goods

The gang was excited too.

Assistant #1 already banging her tray

 

Assistant #2 actually helping
started off well

 

Warning:  the following images are graphic.

 

the box and I have a difference of opinion as to what constitutes ‘medium-high heat’,

So I turned the flame down to something I would call ‘low’.

victory was found in the 2nd batch

Ok, so they weren’t from scratch.  Or very pretty.  And they weren’t going to get me added to the Top 10 Places to Eat Pancakes.  But they got a reaction that made my heart sing.  I wasn’t able to capture it with my camera but it looked a lot like this:

Happiness!!
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About Carinn Jade

Mother, lawyer, yogi, writer, non-sleeper. Published @NYTMotherlode. Contributor @Mommyish @Moonfrye @HuffPostLive. I like beer (not wine) & tea (not coffee) & being a contrarian.
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8 Responses to Flapjack Redemption

  1. muddledmom says:

    I’d call that success! Cute post. And you didn’t even blame your kids for the burned ones, how mighty of you.

  2. Lisa says:

    I’m terrible at pancakes too. As well as chocolate chip cookies (at least the first batch). They always come out flat and burnt. Needless to say, my daughter would rather bake with daddy.

  3. kierrajanay says:

    Lol just remember that when the batter at the top starts to bubble and look around the edges and flip! lol.It took me a minute to learn to cook pancakes to. cute post! at least the 2nd round came out right lol

  4. It is considered from scratch if you add a little sugar and maybe an extra egg.

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