Every once in a while I make a dish that makes me go “OH. MY. GOD.” when I take my first bite. Then I have a moment of silence. Then I take another bite and repeat. It’s more or less a religious experience.
These are one of those dishes.
February 6, 2011
whole wheat buttermilk pancakes
Perfection.
I gave up on trying to achieve it a long time ago. But, to be honest, I don’t say that with regret or disappointment.
I say that with acceptance, relief, and confidence.
I think perfection is extremely over-sought and overrated in our society. Why? Do we even know what perfection is? Does it have a concrete definition?
. . . Not really.
January 15, 2011
lemon-scented german pancakes
Over the past 2 years, the only kind of mail I’ve been getting is – you guessed it – college mail. “Come visit us! You’ll love it here! This is the perfect place for you!” Occassionally, I even get a letter that reads, “Thank you for requesting information, Kimberly!”
. . . I hadn’t requested information any of those times.
Lately, the amount of college mail has been dwindling – thankfully! I feel like I’ve single-handedly killed a forest by merely being on the receiving end on all of this mail. Not the best feeling.
Yesterday when I got home, I had only one piece of college mail waiting for me. When I lifted the letter, I saw something else under it . . . also addressed to me . . . and in my own hand-writing.
Weird. Weird. Weird.
Twilight Zone?
