I spent the week thinking the about all the things that were happening, what I would write about. And then this morning I woke up and made my husband breakfast. We are on the verge of planning a difference in our nutritional requirements and I wanted to have one more weekend of breakfasts that we would call our own.
My husband requested huckleberry pancakes for breakfast. (He kind of smiled when he made the request, so I could tell that he looked forward to them as a real treat.) I can make them gluten free, dairy free, and egg free. I know that it sounds horrible, but I actually think they taste pretty good.
The first pancake was done and I called him upstairs... kind of proud that they came out so well. He take one look at the pancake and uttered, "Mud pies!" Ouch.
It's true that I hadn't remember to add nutmeg, cinnamon, or vanilla to the recipe. That's my post stroke taste buds kicking in. I added them to the mix for follow-on pancakes, but for me it made no difference. I rather suspect that I will eat the pancakes on their own the future because to him the don't stack up.
Stay tuned for next week. I still don't know what the topic is because there is so much going on...
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