This is a love letter to you, dearest pancakes. You make my heart go aflutter. You make my tummy full in the morning. You give me something to look forward to at the break of day when my hair looks like the bride of Frankenstein’s and I haven’t had my coffee yet and I am shaking my fist at the sun yelling, “Why, whyyyy!”
I love you because you are so easy to make. You come together in minutes with just a few ingredients I already have in my kitchen, like Bisquick and sour cream and buttermilk and eggs and spices. You’re so thoughtful and easygoing like that.
Just look at you, chillin’ in that bowl, there! You’re so pretty. You are my breakfast soulmate.
I love you because your batter is smooth and dense. You can stand the heat in the kitchen – er, the griddle. When you cook yourself in butter I get weak in the knees. Your crisp edges make me swoon.
You taste so delicious, too – like a sweet, fluffy cloud. Your poppyseeds are the twinkle in my eye. Your slices of fresh plums are like the wind beneath my wings. Your tanginess from the sour cream and buttermilk makes me love you like a love song.
And when I pour maple syrup all over you, I shed a tear of joy.
Don’t ever change, fluffy plum poppyseed pancakes. I want you in my life forever and ever. And ever.
StephStephanie (aka Girl Versus Dough) and the fluffy plum-poppyseed pancakes lived happily ever after. Check out Stephanie’s Tablespoon member profile and keep checking back for her own personal recipes on Tablespoon!