Morning After Flapjacks

On the morning after Passover, all I managed to scrounge up was a half cup of flour. But I did find an unopened bag of Old Fashioned Oats--perfect for flapjacks. There's a lot of debate over what differentiates a pancake from a flapjack, but in our house it comes down to the oats. If there's … Continue reading Morning After Flapjacks

Gramma Mae’s pancakes

I never met Gramma Mae, but I think I would have liked her. My husband's family tells stories of her that always leave everyone laughing and admiring her for her wit, willingness to say whatever she liked and fabulous cooking. Her recipes were never precise or difficult--she'd even use eggshells to measure out ingredients--but they … Continue reading Gramma Mae’s pancakes