This is Saturday morning. We usually have pancakes on Saturday morning, because it’s the most relaxed morning of the week. Three weeks out of four, Gayle is able to be at home for breakfast. All week, he has to leave for work at 5:15 or earlier, so obviously we don’t eat breakfast together, and one Saturday a month he has to work a few hours in the morning. We all like pancakes, but I don’t have time for them most of the time.
I started the pancake batter last night, by mixing sourdough starter, water, and flour, then letting it set till morning. This morning, I beat in a few eggs and some salt and soda, and fried the pancakes.
We had a variety of toppings–some people like applesauce, some like jam, and some like honey. Most of the time, we don’t have jam on them, but I felt generous this morning. For some reason, the pancakes turned out light and fluffy this time–I have no idea what is different. They were good!
And now, the rest of the morning is underway–house cleaning, bread raising, and I’m hoping to go to the garden for awhile. The plants are growing beautifully–but so are the weeds!