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
Bjorn hosting haibun prompt where dVerse poets share special recipes…
a poem in my pocket 
May 17, 2017 @ 16:52:06
Lingenberries! Spell check doesn’t like that word, but Lingenberries! I grew up around Swedish pancakes (sometimes called Norwegian pancakes by the more obstinate Minnesotans. A scrumptious Haibun!
May 18, 2017 @ 06:52:04
Do Lingenberries grow wild or are they cultivated? Like blueberry or blackberry?
May 18, 2017 @ 16:04:38
They come in jars in Minnesota. Not quite like either. Maybe you should ask Bjorn.
May 17, 2017 @ 04:47:01
Ahhhhh, passing on love, memories and much more through our food and morning times. Great picture of your loud dad and loving Mom — and a mix of cultures and friends.
May 17, 2017 @ 06:53:36
Thanks for stopping by our table, Sabio.
May 16, 2017 @ 20:37:40
the food memories of when we were kids, can’t beat them. Lovely haiku.
May 17, 2017 @ 06:52:13
Thanks, Sascha 🙂
May 16, 2017 @ 16:50:25
They are still my Children’s favorite… I call them French-Canadian crepes and they correct me, with “naw, they’er Dutch eggs”. 🙂
Thank you for keeping me at home ❤
May 16, 2017 @ 21:25:46
LOVE it! Thanks for your comments 😀
May 16, 2017 @ 03:59:23
Yum. Pancakes. Yum and more Yum. Sensational Haiku.
May 16, 2017 @ 07:23:31
Thanks, Paul.