Not the Pancake Man

Troy may be the Egg Man in the house, but after this morning's breakfast, he is no longer the Pancake Man.

When we make pancakes, we make them from scratch. No boxed mixes for us. Troy has made pancakes several times with the help of his sous-chef, Evelyn. But this morning, something wasn't right. When I took a bite, at first I thought they tasted a little salty.

A few bites into her plate of pancakes, Evelyn started scrunching up her nose and saying they didn't taste right. I took a big swig of cranberry juice part-way through my plate of pancakes, and when I took another bite, they tasted bitter.

The last straw for Troy was when Evelyn refused to finish her pancakes and asked for Cheerios instead. This is highly unusual - Evelyn usually eats more pancakes than I do. Troy read through the recipe again, and realized his mistake: he flip-flopped the measurements for baking soda and baking powder. That would also explain why they didn't puff up like they usually do. From here on out, it looks like I will once again be in charge of pancakes.

Homemade Pancakes
1 cup flour
1 tablespoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1 tablespoon sugar
1 egg
1 cup milk (or buttermilk)
1 teaspoon vanilla (or 1/2 teaspoon almond extract)
2 tablespoons vegetable oil