I have many weaknesses and one of them is breakfast foods, particularly pancakes. But only "homemade" pancakes that my dad makes. It was a Sunday morning tradition growing up and I still get them every time I visit my parents in Colorado. My dad uses a mix and adds milk, egg(s) and oil. They are FAR more delicious than the mixes you only add water too...BARF or nasty old IHOP...double BARF.
I hurt my foot a month ago and had to spend a lot of time in bed the first few days. Hubs was AH-MAZING and completely took care of me 110%! That first weekend after hurting my foot, Hubs surprised me with breakfast in bed, flowers and a sweet card. He is aware of my pancake "situation" and wanted to do his best to recreate my dad's pancakes. But Hubs thought my dad actually made them from scratch and so he set out to do the same.
TOUCHDOWN. MATCHPOINT. CHECKMATE. HOMERUN. (Do those even mean the same thing or make sense here?!)
Hubs completely surprised me by making the pancakes 100% from scratch and I surprised him by telling him my dad "cheats" with a mix.
The pancakes are sensational and he made them again yesterday. God, I love this man! I don't even care if they make me fat or anything. I genuinely love that Hubs tried so hard to do something he knows I love and I enjoy every single second eating his delicious pancakes.
Sorry, dad, but Hubs is now right up there with you on the pancakes. Now, if only I could master Mrs. Bunny's spaghetti or baked chicken without any help!
P.s...Hubs did have a little help from Martha and her pancake recipe...
http://www.marthastewart.com/338185/basic-pancakes
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