I’ve taken to making pancakes for Andy.
If you pay attention to the fine print on the box, there’s a special recipe . . .
. . . with special ingredients.
So of course, I had to add in those special ingredients.
Although, today, I neglected to actually measure the baking powder. I just scooped out what looked like a dash (ignoring the fact that the concepts of “dash” and “scoop” are virtually exclusive.)
I ended up with these rising monstrosities of cakes in the pan.
Look, you could put up a tent and camp underneath those things!
Seriously, though, aside from the too fluffy-fluffiness of them, these were actually not all that tasty. I used cage free egg whites and vanilla soy milk instead of the usual real eggs and real milk. They were . . . bland. To say the least. Turns out yolks and cows make for better tasting breakfast food. That’s okay, I’ve got years to work on it.