Pancake Wars

IMG_1803I operate in a frenetic fog.  Not by choice.  It’s the nature of full time work, raising a family [wife edits: I use the verb loosely] and a commitment to feed us all well.  There are times though that my mind crystallizes and I surface with clear sight to question, “what the f*&% is going on here?”  Four days away for work – a little mini vacation from the usual mummy tasks – affords some clarity.

When I returned, entering the front hall, my first thought was, jeez the cleaning lady is doing a dreadful job, I can’t even put my suitcase down without hitting a stray stuffed animal…oh…or the dog.  She should be fired.  Oh right, I’m the cleaning lady.  The children, yes I had missed them, of course, but they clung to me like the suckers of an octopus, releasing the guilt at having been away to seep slowly through my soul, like black ink.  Would it always be this way?  I like to do good work – at home and at my job.  In these moments I feel like I do both of them with half assed, mediocre results.  In these moments routine pulls me from the brink of depression; routine that has become ritual.

Saturdays our family eats pancakes.  It’s a tradition that grew alongside us, more out of comfortable habit than militant scheduling.  Recently though, pancake making has become a battle ground with white flour and chocolate chips on one side [wife edits: now that the kids are starting to cook, this is what they prefer asIMG_1796 pancake ingredients] and wheat germ, whole wheat flour and blueberries on the other side [wife edits: my preference and heretofore regular Saturday breakfast.  Let’s call the gearhead the turn coat.  Note that’s it’s done without malice – it’s just a fact that I stand on the wheat germ island all by myself these days]. The predictability of Saturday breakfast is an anchor when life feels like it’s spinning out of control.  Except when you’re arguing with your twelve year old about the merits of whole wheat flour before your morning caffeine fix has been satisfied.

As a parent, it’s important to know when to step in; it’s just as important to know when to step out. Despite my disdain for white flour, I recognize this battleground for what it really is: the fight for independence and autonomy on the cooking front.  It is, after all, exactly what I want my kids to learn, to cook for themselves with joy and confidence.  The realization that the pancake ritual has not been broken and that I’m the one creating the battleground takes the wind out of my sails.  I’m not defeated so much as I am dumbstruck [wife edits: see “fog” above and “crystallization” that follows].  My kid’s cooking me breakfast!

Sharing breakfast at a diner recently I turned to my twelve year old and asked how the big fluffy pancakes she had ordered were.  She answered with a shrug of her shoulders and the confidence of an epicure, distilled from years of pancake experience, “Meh, they taste like they come from a box.”  I smiled with pride.

IMG_1804My Saturday go to recipe for pancakes, retired now but set to be resurrected when taste buds mature, is adapted from a fantastic vegetarian cookbook hailing from a restaurant of the same name in Victoria, BC, Rebar Modern Food Cookbook, by Audrey Alsterberg and Wanda Urbanowicz.

Whole Wheat Hotcakes (serves 2-3)

½ cup (120 mL) whole wheat flour

½ cup (120 mL) unbleached white flour

¼ cup (60 mL) wheat germ

1 teaspoon (5 mL) baking powder

¾ teaspoon (4 mL) baking soda

¼ teaspoon (1.2 mL) salt

1 egg

1 ½ (360mL) buttermilk (or 1 ¼ cup milk with ¼ cup yogurt or sour cream mixed in)

1 tablespoon (15 mL) melted butter

wild blueberries (fresh or frozen)

In a bowl, mix the dry ingredients.  In a small bowl, lightly whisk together the egg, buttermilk and melted butter.  Add the wet ingredients to the dry ingredients and stir them together just until the dry ingredients are incorporated, try not to over mix.  Let the batter rest while you heat a griddle, cast iron or non stick frying pan on the stove top.  Lightly grease the pan with butter and drop spoonfuls of batter onto the hot pan.  Dot each pancake with blueberries.  When bubbles begin to appear on the uncooked surface and the edges begin to dry out, flip the pancakes over and cook until golden brown.  Serve immediately with real maple syrup.

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8 thoughts on “Pancake Wars

  1. andrew on said:

    Great anecdote Suzanne. Hold your hat, I made pancakes on Sunday for the kids…from a box! Full disclosure our food hero was oversees in Sweden and it was a bit of a bachelor weekend. So, here’s my take. It was easy and kept me focused on the boys as lately their interest in being sous chefs has waned a little with the return of an elementary caseload. I accept your post as my own wake up call and this weekend will see the return of group breakfast prep–I may even dig out an old Kentucky recipe for corn cakes.

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  2. nyree biro on said:

    I am surprised you didn’t include a small anecdote on HOW you got your pancake experience…the huge pan-sized buckwheat and whole wheat pancakes Dad used to make. Heavy things that were a meal and a half…sometimes topped with homemade strawberry jam. I still remember the black pan he used to cook them in. For you readers who care to hear an extension of the Author’s pancake experience!

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  3. Roberta on said:

    brilliant as usual Suzanne! Man, can I relate to the half assed comment 🙂
    I will bring pancakes back to our kitchen this weekend! How do you get your pans so seasoned and beautiful ( as seen in the picture)!

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  4. istvan and family on said:

    I am a crepe guy but BERN mentioned u had a pancake recipe up so we just had them…. very nice, I hate that chewing aluminum foil taste from fake boxed ones and much prefer the taste of the full flavor like when we grew up (brother edits: yeah still waiting to grow up) we used spelt flour and added flax seed meal. Maya ate 3 of them I had 3 and a half

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    • Kristie on said:

      Just got this recipe from Bern after she brought some already made pancakes over and shared them with my baby, Mackenzie. She loved then, and I love that their not from a box. I haven’t had pancakes in years because I didn’t think anything else existed! Can’t wait to try them so thanks for sharing!

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