Pancakes and blueberries and shit tonnes of REAL maple syrup is my favourite breakfast besides cold pizza on holidays or hot dog with cream cheese, BBQ sauce and onions while walking home shoeless singing and giggling with my biatches as the sun rises.
(alas the last two are just a hazy memory)
SO PANCAKES FTW!
Today I have me some big plans of baking for The Party Of Awesomeness – some of which I will share with you and tease Moo with, over the coming weeks – after having to sit practically motionless yesterday due to a bitching Achilles. Attention seeking mofo.
ANYWAY PANCAKES WITH BLUEBERRIES!
MPS is in the kitchen listening to Leo Laporte and some other dude talk about airline luggage or some shit while cooking the pancakes. Seriously, the bastard doesn’t listen to me when I am regaling him with tales of my fabulousness and how I think we should totally go to the wrecking yard and find a blue car to stick in the tree in the yard for the party or maybe hide in the bushes (NAME THAT MOVIE!) but he will listen to some guy talk about how many pairs of socks he can store in his new carry on luggage.
Yeah. I was listening too. *sigh*
Todays instalment of Pinterest Sunday Breakfast, if you didn’t fall asleep or wander off confused by the above, is pancakes with blueberries.
Inspired by this pin:
But the recipe is from here:
cause this is the recipe that MPS has been perfecting for a year and I am HUNGRY DAMMIT so I don’t want to be experimenting.
Or HIM experimenting…
Yeah… pour it ALL OVER…
While I smear my entire body with real maple syrup and dot it with blueberries, tell me what was your favourite
walk of shame late night/early morning after a night of dancing to soak up the alcohol keep up your strength?
Boo give the pancakes 0 out of I am not eating that shit I am having noodles.