I completely forgot about beating up a bowl of batter last week on Tuesday!
Yes, with that iron blanket of ice covering the city, I have to admit there were other
things on my mind such as losing power (thankfully we didn't), and staying warm.
things on my mind such as losing power (thankfully we didn't), and staying warm.
So, Shrove Tuesday or, as we always called it in England, Pancake Day, was
forgotten, along with associated pancake races, the oldest on record still held by
Olney, Buckinghamshire where housewives have been flipping those pancakes
on the run since 1445!
Later in the week, still feeling guilty, I decided to heck with it, we'll celebrate
late, and I set to beating my batter, squeezing my lemons, happily.
Yum, they were good and so easy to make. These are crêpe style pancakes,
thin, light, flavorful, and require nothing more than the traditional sprinkle of fine
castor sugar and fresh lemon juice to serve.
English childhood revisited, I was in heaven. Now wondering why I don't
make these more often.
make these more often.