Remember home’s kitchen where cheery (if gaudy) yellow & green wallpaper, Mom’s gentle love, and Dad’s loud laughter surrounded our family eating at table booth by patio window.  Every Saturday morning, my Dutch-American mother served us Swedish pancakes (like crepes) stacked with butter and syrup, or rolled up with brown sugar inside or, occasionally, topped with fresh strawberries and whipped cream.  My best childhood friend, Joyce, would come overnight on Friday to savor the next day’s breakfast.  We’d smell fried sweetness upon awakening and hurry downstairs to kitchen in our pajamas.  Between delectable bites, we would giggle over private jokes and tease my younger brother.  Now I make these favorite pancakes for my hungry boys on Saturday mornings, and they quickly eat to see who gets the last one!  Mom’s recipe (“tweaked” over the years):  3 3/4 cups milk, 4 eggs, 2 1/2 cups white flour, 4 tsp. sugar, 1/2 tsp. vanilla (cousin Ben’s addition), 1 tsp. salt and 4 TBS. cooking oil.  Heat round electric skillet to 350, spray hot pan, pour thin batter, turn once and serve warm, with love.

lick maple syrup

morning after sleepover

snow falling outside


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36 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Kathy Reed
    May 16, 2017 @ 00:12:38

    Yes, passing on the tradition is good! Your haiku is the topping on your prose.
    I have a similar mother impressed my friends with powdered sugar over buttered pancakes 😉


  2. Waltermarks
    May 15, 2017 @ 19:16:28

    That’s a beautiful setting. Crepes are wonderful. You must have done a wonderful job to have such hungry diners. I used to make them. We ate too many one night and had tummy aches for a late night snack


  3. dianadevlinblog
    May 15, 2017 @ 18:39:03

    I love your haiku! “Lick maple syrup” is such a strong sensory image for me and the whole haiku just feels great!


  4. Jericho
    May 15, 2017 @ 17:48:02

    “Cheery (if gaudy) yellow and green wallpaper” … My favorite kind. 🙂

    This is some serious temptation you’re throwing at me right now:
    “Swedish pancakes (like crepes) stacked with butter and syrup, or rolled up with brown sugar inside or, occasionally, fresh strawberries with whipped cream”

    Good heavens, I feel dizzy with desperation to devour that, right this second.

    “We’d smell fried sweetness upon awakening and hurry downstairs to kitchen in our pajamas.” … I love that sentence.

    “Between delectable bites, we would giggle over private jokes” … Tee hee.

    Incredible haiku.

    Girl, I’m making this —


  5. Grace
    May 15, 2017 @ 16:56:56

    I should make pancakes during weekends ~ This is delicious, specially serve with love and Canadian Maple Syrup ~ Glad that you are carrying the “tradition” Lynn ~


  6. kim881
    May 15, 2017 @ 16:28:32

    Wow – sounds delicious! When will they be ready?


  7. qbit
    May 15, 2017 @ 16:18:17

    Wow, I want to be there!


  8. frankhubeny
    May 15, 2017 @ 15:50:20

    I liked the final ingredient of “love” for the pancakes.


  9. gerrymackrell
    May 15, 2017 @ 15:43:45

    Memories are made of these. Mouth watering at the thought.


  10. whippetwisdom
    May 15, 2017 @ 15:38:00

    We used to have ‘pannekoeken’ with apple and cinnamon or plain with jam – it was always such a treat. Love your closing haiku :o)


  11. Jane Dougherty
    May 15, 2017 @ 15:24:17

    Lovely haiku.


  12. sarahsouthwest
    May 15, 2017 @ 15:20:58

    Oh wow! Pancakes for breakfast are the business!


  13. Linda Kruschke
    May 15, 2017 @ 15:10:27

    The pancakes sound delicious, but I could do without the snow falling.


  14. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    May 15, 2017 @ 15:08:03

    Oh I love pancakes… if you ever get here we have it for Thursday, usually with jam (most often strawberry) and whipped cream… great after a bowl of peasoup…


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