Ode to Pancake in can

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mariadnoca

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I wanted to like you…you were so smug there on the grocer’s shelf. Toying with me, catching my eye...whispering how easy it would be…to have pancakes at a moment’s notice. Oh how I resisted you, thinking how could you be as good to me as homemade, or even a mix – just a little water, stir and pour. How much easier could that get…a can, a can that taunts with all the sassy sexiness of whipped cream in a can that’s how. Well, I fell victim to your siren song. Today I put you to the taste test. Not once, twice, but three times a pancake…because I had to be sure. First you fell flat and were, how can I say it…crisp? Then the last, after giving you a desperate extra shaking and screaming at you to live, live, LIVE...you finally puffed up-some. But that taste, that taste…I’m so sorry my dear sweet…but you’re fired. Shhh. I know, I know... but you have one week of solitary confinement on the fridge shelf but come next Tuesday --it’s that looong walk to the curbside can.

**Dead tasting pancake walking!** Booyah.

 
gotta admit my first thought was "why does she want to make pancakes in a toilet....?"

Then after reading it, I realize it might have been an improvement smileys/smile.gif

 
Oh that was partly why I had to have it, can you believe they carry this at Whole Foods?

Somehow that seems...odd. I guess because it has "It's Organic!" on the can. At WF's it costs something like $5-6 a can but I saw it at Smart and Final for two dollars and change. So I thought, ok for 2 bucks I'll try it. I mean I'm still trying to get well and walking to the kitchen tires me out so in a moment of weakness I thought, look: It's quick and easy. Other people eat stuff like this. Try it. It will be fun. It will be like whipped cream. And...it was like whipped cream. It's just like this big smoosh of whipped cream you draw in the pan with this batter all poofy and whipped. And...that's just wrong. Wrong I tell you. This is not what pancakes are all about. I loves my pancakes. I use to make DDH take me to get pancakes instead going to 5 star restaurants. This was somehow creepy spraying what looks like whipped cream into a hot pan and watching it melt (help meee!) plus the taste was off somehow. After the first batch I actually stopped, washed the pan and started completely over, but they weren't right. I did try and recall if they might taste like Bisquick pancakes mom made when I was little but couldn't recall. I'm sure some folks would think they tasted ok, but this was a taste miss for me.

 
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