I remember when I was little, it was a real event. My primary school teachers used to get us to make pancakes and have competitions to toss them. Then when we’d get home from school, my mum would make us wait until after dinner to have our pancakes for pudding. Maybe a savoury one is on the cards for next year!
Sophie is months away from being two and is into everything, so this year we thought we’d have a go at making pancakes as a family.
Sophie loved stirring the batter with me using a wooden spoon of her own. We also played with her kitchen toys pretending to make the batter and fry the pancakes in her little pan.
She’s really starting to pick up lots of words now so she squealed ‘cook!’ with delight repeatedly.
I am a traditional lemon and sugar girl. Nothing beats it. But I laid on a spread of fruit (and chocolate for daddy) treats to choose from.
A pancake isn’t a pancake without being flipped in the air. Gareth is far more accomplished at this then I am – but everyone has to have a go.I was very pleased with myself having landed my very first pancake, despite it being a twisted mess in the pan.
Then for the best bit – tucking in! Sophie did far more playing than eating, but she seemed to enjoy her first proper pancake day!
The only problem with pancakes is that you don’t really get to enjoy them together as they really are best eaten straight away, and being greedy we can’t wait to cook the next one! However, I saved my last pancake so we could eat them as a family and savour the final moment of our new family tradition.
Now I just need to decide what to give up for lent…