Perfect Pancakes, By Henry MacWha
You always loved pancakes, ever since you were young. You remember your mother making pancakes for you and your family. You recall waking up on a cold winter morning, earlier than most of your family. As you got out of bed, you heard the sounds of cooking coming from downstairs, and as you ran down the stairs, you saw your mother preparing the ingredients to make pancakes. She waited for you, knowing you loved to help cook. Though you always fought with your sister, arguing over who would be allowed to mix the ingredients.
Even in the winter, your mother would always keep the window open. She said it was to remove the smoke, in case the pancakes burned. You would always complain about the cold, but she kept the windows open regardless. You remember her cooking the pancake batter on a cast iron pan, and hearing the batter sizzling. The pancakes always looked huge. Some days, you remember her adding little ears to the pancakes, or decorating them with different, wonderful shapes, such as triangles or stars. Somehow, she always managed to flip them at just the right time, and you remember, as you got older, trying to flip the pancakes. But you always burned them, or flipped them too early.
Some weeks, on Sunday mornings, you would be allowed to do something special. You would make a giant stack of pancakes, and then you would prepare so many different toppings. You would cut up strawberries and bananas, make whipped cream, and set aside bowls of chocolate chips and blueberries. You hurried to go wake up the rest of your family, and once they were all awake, you all had a giant breakfast together. You remember covering your pancakes with all the ingredients you prepared. The pancakes were dense, but perfect to you, and the whole house smelled of pancakes.
You loved those breakfasts, as it was a time where you could be with all your family. You were sitting there, talking with your family about whatever you wanted to talk about. Your brother would talk about his latest projects, and your older sister would talk about her struggles in high school. You had some strange discussions there, but as long as you were having fun, you didn't care. You would be willing to sit there and talk about random topics forever.
Even in the winter, your mother would always keep the window open. She said it was to remove the smoke, in case the pancakes burned. You would always complain about the cold, but she kept the windows open regardless. You remember her cooking the pancake batter on a cast iron pan, and hearing the batter sizzling. The pancakes always looked huge. Some days, you remember her adding little ears to the pancakes, or decorating them with different, wonderful shapes, such as triangles or stars. Somehow, she always managed to flip them at just the right time, and you remember, as you got older, trying to flip the pancakes. But you always burned them, or flipped them too early.
Some weeks, on Sunday mornings, you would be allowed to do something special. You would make a giant stack of pancakes, and then you would prepare so many different toppings. You would cut up strawberries and bananas, make whipped cream, and set aside bowls of chocolate chips and blueberries. You hurried to go wake up the rest of your family, and once they were all awake, you all had a giant breakfast together. You remember covering your pancakes with all the ingredients you prepared. The pancakes were dense, but perfect to you, and the whole house smelled of pancakes.
You loved those breakfasts, as it was a time where you could be with all your family. You were sitting there, talking with your family about whatever you wanted to talk about. Your brother would talk about his latest projects, and your older sister would talk about her struggles in high school. You had some strange discussions there, but as long as you were having fun, you didn't care. You would be willing to sit there and talk about random topics forever.
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Recipe
Required equipment:
1 Cup whole wheat flour. 2 tablespoons granulated sugar. ¼ teaspoon of salt. 1 teaspoon cinnamon. 2 teaspoons baking powder. 1 Cup Milk. 1 Egg. ½ teaspoon of vanilla. 2 tablespoons vegetable oil. (Plus 2 tablespoons, for cooking.) ½ cup oatmeal. (Optional: various toppings, such as maple syrup, fruits, whipped cream, or chocolate chips.) Instructions:
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