My uncle, my mother and me sat together some days ago and we decided to make pancakes. To be more exact, my mother made the pancakes because I am way too stupid to make them. It’s not that I don’t know how to make them, it’s just that my pancakes would look like noodles on the plate, because I never managed it to get them in one piece on the plate. You think it’s impossible to destroy pancakes before they land on the plate? My mother thinks that too and always chuckles when she hears about my problems with making … Continue reading The Pancake Issue