My grownup daughter sent me a text this morning, asking if I wanted to meet her and some of her friends for brunch. Translation: Mom would be picking up the check.
I texted back: Why don't you come over for pancakes? Her Dad flipped when she said yes, there will be six of us. Really? my husband said. Yeah, why not?
While he ran to the supermarket to pick up a few things -- OJ, some fruit, maple syrup -- I quickly mixed up three batches of my favorite buttermilk pancake recipe, which I've got bookmarked on AllRecipes.com. It goes together lickety-split in a blender.
The bacon was baked on a broiler pan -- at 375 degrees for about 20 minutes, turning once at 10 minutes -- and it comes out nice and crispy. Now, I decided to make the flapjacks ahead of time. Not ideal, but I only have a couple of pans suitable for making them. I tossed my old griddle a while back and this meal reminded me how much I missed it. Yes, I need a new griddle!
Not long after I had finished, the hungry crew showed up and devoured all but one of those plate-size pancakes. Of course, I love going out to breakfast, but it sure was fun to play host to my kiddo and her very nice friends, to listen to them chatter about what's going on in their lives and accept their gracious compliments. A pretty good way to start a Sunday morning!
-- Leslie Kelly
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