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:


15 thoughts on “Flapjack Redemption

  1. 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.

  2. You need a griddle? This explains so much. My pancakes look like your first photo. And so do all of my experiments with sausage and bacon … I’m adding it to my list of kitchen appliances needed to help make me a good cook. Your customers look like they’ll come back to your restaurant again soon. 😉 Way to tackle a challenge!

  3. 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. Oh my goodness! Do not despair. Erin has a saying “Throwing out the first pancake,” for when the first attempt at anything is less than successful. She claims the first panckes for everyone are a bust. So you are just normal. And now I know what she means. :) Ellen

  5. I love pancakes too! This post made me want to make some right now – LOL! My husband bought me a griddle because I could not make them at all without one and I used to get so frustrated. Now – success :) I love your picture at the end, I can totally see you and your beautiful babies happily eating your yummy pancakes!

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