Kenneth and I really enjoy pancakes and waffles. Like a lot.
Kenneth is so kind. He typically makes breakfast while I am getting ready because he is a great husband. One day he decided that he did not want to make individual pancakes, so he just poured the batter in and made The World’s Largest Pancake.
Okay, so it was actually more like this-
Yummmmmmm. It was way good!
My friend told me that in California, it is very typical to have a waffle house and a salon in a joint building, so that you can get your nails “did” and eat waffles at the same time. I find that hilarious.
Recently, Kenneth and I decided that we were going to try to save money by making our own pancake mix, and then storing it in our cupboard. We mixed the 6 cups of flour and the other ingredients, and we were feeling pretty good about ourselves. We thought that would make only 4 servings of waffles. We were way wrong. 8 waffles later, we realized that I wrote the serving size down wrong, and we had a ton of waffles. We are now claiming that we meant to do that, and we were trying to make eggos. We just froze the extras, and we will be eating that for the next month or so.
Anyway, completely pointless post. Enjoy!