I'm known as "The Queen of Pancakes" in this house. Everyone eagerly anticipates my pancakes on Saturday mornings with excitement. I could make plain, banana, blueberry, oatmeal....anything. They were always delicious and satisfying.
Then I passed on my recipe...to my husband. I was away from home helping my daughter settle in for college, and the little one asked for pancakes. I sent my husband the recipe. It was his first time ever in his 40+ years on this earth that he ever made pancakes...ever!! They were a hit. Such a hit that the little one said that I MUST taste Daddy's pancakes. He raved and raved.
I came home and the little one continued to rave about these pancakes that my husband made ONCE in his life. "Oh Mummy, let Daddy make the pancakes!" But I told him that I would like to cook for him since I'm home now. I got back into the kitchen, prepared my recipe, lit the stove and proceeded to make my pancakes.
They were "eh".
I didn't understand. Why weren't they light and fluffy? Why do they look like flat discs? I assumed that I didn't put in enough baking powder. They were edible, but they weren't "Mine".
The next weekend, I offer to make pancakes again, determined to do better than the previous weekend. Again, I prepared, lit and proceeded to make my pancakes. And again, they weren't light and fluffy but flat. Too little baking powder, that has to be it! I decided to mix another batch, this time with more baking powder.
And again, Flat. Not only flat, but flat and heavy!
WTH! Why?!! I am the Queen of Pancakes!
Pancakes were MY thing. Now the kid only wants pancakes from Daddy (ugghh). I have come to the conclusion that I have lost my Pancake Mojo.
I understand now why some people don't like sharing recipes. Once you share them, you lose everything that made it special. These were my special pancakes and now they're gone.
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