• Food Love

    Sunday Pancakes

    It’s a tradition in my house, Sunday morning pancakes.  There is something calm about Sunday mornings for me.  I savor the illusion of relaxing with my feet up, reading the Sunday morning paper, sipping on a hot cup of tea.  I say illusion, because, well, it just rarely happens that way! I try hard to make it happen, and at best I might get 20 minutes – but I’ll take it. Let’s be real, Sunday is just like every other day.  There is still feeding and cleaning and cooking and putting away and fighting and whining and talking back and wiping spills and walking the dog, and good moods and…