This is what I ate this morning for breakfast: two pancakes with whipped cream and chocolate sauce plus hot chocolate with marshmallows. I cooked the pancakes myself. This may not be the most incredible cooking feat but those who know me are very well informed of my domestic inabilities. But I’m trying to learn so I made my breakfast this morning. It was a good breakfast too!
Actually, I did not intend to make my own good breakfast. My Nan was out so I had no choice but to feed myself. I opened the cupboards and found a box of Pillsbury pancakes. You know, the kind where you just add water, egg, and oil and you are good to go. I fried them up nicely with some Queensland butter. I really did not know what has gotten into me why I fried. I hate frying and I never fry because I’m afraid of the sputtering oil. I guess pancakes are alright because apart from I needed breakfast, they do not go crazy with hot oil.
Last year I tried making my own pancakes. The batter was really good and it was very easy to make. However, what did not work during my first attempt in cooking those pancakes was the frying bit. I was using the wrong the pan and the heat was too high. Plus I did not know when to turn them and how to tell if they are cooked.
But that is all behind me now because this morning I had a good and wonderful breakfast (never mind if it is too sweet) and I fried the pancakes all by myself so good job!