Monday, February 21, 2005
poofy pancakes are not my thing
I believe I have already established by past blog posts the fact that I can cook. However, this was supposed to be Ella's Poofy Pancake (Ella is not yet 4 years old yet apparently can make pancakes on her own), but alas it did not poof. Or, it did poof, but in a crazy and uneven manner. Instead of a Poofy Pancake, I got a mutant bread bowl-looking thing. When manually pancaked (read: ripped apart and flattened) and then eaten, it was quite tasty. But still, a sad attempt. I will now take the mocking by children that will inevitably follow.
I believe I have already established by past blog posts the fact that I can cook. However, this was supposed to be Ella's Poofy Pancake (Ella is not yet 4 years old yet apparently can make pancakes on her own), but alas it did not poof. Or, it did poof, but in a crazy and uneven manner. Instead of a Poofy Pancake, I got a mutant bread bowl-looking thing. When manually pancaked (read: ripped apart and flattened) and then eaten, it was quite tasty. But still, a sad attempt. I will now take the mocking by children that will inevitably follow.
