I thought pancakes would be easy to make. As I wandered around Spinneys I chose to ignore the ready-made pancake mix thinking, 'ridiculous waste of money -- how difficult could it be?'
Well, quite difficult it turns out, 6 eggs, 2 litres of milk and god knows how much flour later.
The children arrived in from school excited at the idea of pancakes for supper. I had bought ham and cheese in order to make savoury pancakes, and a bottle of chocolate sauce as a treat for the dessert pancakes to follow.
Whisking up the pancake mix (although I think that might be quite an optimistic description of it now, all things considered) I heated up my heavy-based frying-pan and sizzled some butter in it. Pouring in the mix I watched it bubble and solidify but the second I touched it with the spatula, it fell apart like scrambled eggs. 'Well, the first one never works' I cheerfully told myself' as I scraped it into the bin and started again. Same result. And again. Same result. I tried changing the heat, altering the ratio of ingredients, but nothing worked. Just a big rubbery mess in the bin and no pancakes.
We had baked potatoes with cheese and ham for dinner, but it was a miserable little meal and everyone went to bed rather cross.
Well, quite difficult it turns out, 6 eggs, 2 litres of milk and god knows how much flour later.
The children arrived in from school excited at the idea of pancakes for supper. I had bought ham and cheese in order to make savoury pancakes, and a bottle of chocolate sauce as a treat for the dessert pancakes to follow.
Whisking up the pancake mix (although I think that might be quite an optimistic description of it now, all things considered) I heated up my heavy-based frying-pan and sizzled some butter in it. Pouring in the mix I watched it bubble and solidify but the second I touched it with the spatula, it fell apart like scrambled eggs. 'Well, the first one never works' I cheerfully told myself' as I scraped it into the bin and started again. Same result. And again. Same result. I tried changing the heat, altering the ratio of ingredients, but nothing worked. Just a big rubbery mess in the bin and no pancakes.
We had baked potatoes with cheese and ham for dinner, but it was a miserable little meal and everyone went to bed rather cross.
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