Pancake fiends.

I've somehow managed to collect a few pancake photos on my computer, so I think it is time to post them. Andy and I have pancakes fairly often, probably once a fortnight. They are a great weekend breakfast, and by now I've got the recipe memorised (for the record, we use the recipe from Vegan with a Vengeance, with the addition of a splash of vinegar because it makes the pancakes even fluffier). I made a double batch at Christmas-time and got all kinds of "omnomnom these are good" comments; Andy's grandma said they reminded her of her mother's pancakes.

We like them with jam, like this homemade mango jam.
And topped with watermelon syrup--a jammening failure which turned out to be the perfect consistency for a pancake topper.
For the past three years, I've been happily perfecting my fluffiest pancake techniques when -- shock, horror -- Andy revealed he kind of prefers un-fluffy pancakes. He was reminded of this fact on a recent field trip while sharing a house with three German students. "The Germans make pancakes that can't be overmixed", he said. "The Germans add apples, it's really yummy." A bit miffed, I said that if he wanted pancakes like the Germans make, then he can make them himself. Well, he's right, they are good.

They're no light & fluffy cloud of syrup-carrying goodness, in my opinion, but I don't hate them, so they have entered our pancake rotation.

How can anything be bad when it's topped with fresh mango?