Pancake Tuesday

Pancake Tuesday

Make pancake from scratch? I can do that

How hard can it be?

I’m master of the frying pan

I remember my cookery teacher‘s words from school

A wee round woman egged shaped and small

Organisation is the secret ingredient.

Gather flour, butter, buttermilk and sugar

 

Making pancakes from scratch

How difficult can it be?

Get the kerrygold from the fridge

Plain or self-raising – I’m free to decide

Yellow fat sizzling like molten lather

Quick!

Pour in the creamy mixture

Bubbling up in little gasps

Fluid and golden it covers the pan’s face

 

Making pancakes from scratch

How difficult can it be?

           

 Now the tricky bits – turn and flip

Careful! Careful!

It’s all in the flick and the facial expression

Grasping pan firmly in both hands

Deep breath – countdown three, two one

And flip! damm you flip!

Don’t stick to the pan

Watch Out!

It’s taking on a life of its own

Don’t drop it on the cat and dog

Decorating the wall not permissible

Tricky this … one more go

It’s airborne!

 

It hangs for a breathless time between ceiling and tiles

Then dovetails like a paper plane

Misses the pan by a flying mile

Burns and crashes on the dog’s tail

Flour and egg shells everywhere

 Making pancakes from scratch

A lot more difficult that it looks.

GC  Hill 2018

 

 

 

 

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