Michael sent me a post from this blog and I absolutely love it - a dad "just trying to make some cool pancakes for [his] daughter".
I remember the Sunday mornings with my mom, standing on a stool in front of the stove, looking into the frying pan, making blueberry pancakes - we got to drop the blueberries into the cooking batter to make faces. When we got older we started making shapes like letters or Micky Mouse-es (mice?), or whatever we could think of with our imagination and the remaining pancake batter. Good memories.
Happy turkey day.
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