|The elusive Ian at the table with family.|
Note the untanned pallor from months of
avoiding sun and fresh air.
Now I have photographic and physical (dishes in the sink) evidence of his existence. There is indeed a 15-going-on-16-yr-old lurking in our house, usually in the wee hours foraging for food ~ Nutella here, onion there.
The pancakes were good and an unexpected surprise.
|Pictured here with Bennie and the Man's plate (gone to|
get milk). Bennie is avoiding sudden moves which might
have Ian retreating back to the Mancave.
|And all the dishes it took to make pancakes.|
I swear, I have pancake making down to a bowl, a ladle,
a spatula and the griddle. Why 2 whisks?