Yes, we love a good scandal. Nothing like eating breakfast food for supper. It just ain't proper. And neither is using the word 'ain't'. Oh, well.
Last Monday evening we made Edna Mae's Sour Cream Pancakes (p. 76). Delightful. These were a huge hit with the fellas...this being just Mr. Fabuful and The Bean. Mr. Fabuful animatedly ate his pancakes with great gusto, while The Bean promptly shredded his into itty-bitty pieces. Well, to each his own.
We started by placing sour cream, flour, sugar, baking soda and salt in a bowl.
These were mixed together until it resembled something that looked like flubber.
Next we whisked together eggs and a bit of vanilla.
The egg mixture was folded into the sour cream mixture.
Next we melted a tablespoon of butter in the skillet and used a small measuring cup to pour the pancake batter into the skillet.
We cooked them until bubbles began to rise through the top surface, then flipped them. We literally gasped with excitement at the golden-brown perfection in front of us. Ree's step-by-step instructions certainly made this possible. We hadn't ever made such pretty pancakes. We're used to pouring the batter directly out of the bowl. The shapes of the pancakes were usually somewhat reminiscent of Rhode Island. Good geography lessons for The Bean.
With this batch we made seven medium-sized pancakes. Two for each adult, and one for The Bean. The pancakes were fluffy yet substantial in texture. The sour cream gave just the right richness and tangy flavor. Next time, we're totally doubling it and definitely trying this variation again.
Mr. Fabuful made eggs-over-easy, and we fried up some turkey bacon. Voila! Breakfast is served!