I know I know! Not another Pancake Day post I hear you cry. That’s the problem with topical posts of course – there are always going to be a squillion others! But here is mine anyway.
Five things that I have learnt about Pancake Day.
1. The first pancake never turns out quite right. But if at first you don’t succeed, try and try again. This little motto sees me through much of my life. Including my current task of convincing my Other Half that thirty-five is a very special birthday and yes I do really deserve sparkly Marc Jacobs mouse shoes to celebrate. I digress.
2. They have to be proper pancakes. None of those big fat American style numbers nor is this the day for crepes. Only proper (and slightly misshapen) pancakes will do.
4. Lemon juice for pancakes has to come out of a plastic lemon shaped bottle. It’s tradition. Even though you have real live lemons in the fridge. I blame a childhood of being dragged up on Crispy Pancakes and Angel Delight. What can I say?
5. Every year I remember just how good pancakes are and wonder why we only ever eat them once a year. Then after I have eaten about ten of them and feel slightly sick I really can’t face them for another year. And besides, I don’t think my skinny jeans would permit it.
So that was me, how about you?
Happy Pancake Day folks!