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Oh gosh, what memories pancakes brings back to me …
As a child I used to make them every week for my dad
He adored them but I never ate them! It’s been many years since I made them
Lets see if I can remember the recipe for the batter
Carefully weigh out 4 oz plain flour, add in ¼ teaspoon salt
Sieve this into a bowl. Make a well in the center
Then carefully add three medium sized eggs
Do make sure they are fresh and you scoop out any bits of shell
You don’t want to find anything crunchy in your pancakes!
Use a hand whisk or electric whisk to incorporate the eggs then
Gradually add ½ pint milk (or milk and water combined)
Whisk until you have a silky smooth batter with no lumpy bits
Now the important thing is to put the batter in the fridge
Leave it to rest as long as possible ideally at least ½ hour
Then you need a medium sized frying pan, drizzle in a little cooking oil
Heat the pan until it is fairly hot but not smoking
You don’t want to have clouds of acrid smoke and have to ring the fire brigade!
Pour in a little of the batter It will start to sizzle and splutter
Tip the pan to spread the batter and make a thin coating
Cook until the underside of the pancake is golden brown
And the top is covered with bubbles
Now comes the fun bit…
You can simply flip the pancake over to cook the other side
BUT if you are daring you can try tossing it in the air …
hoping it doesn’t stick on the ceiling!
Disaster can strike if the pancake misses the pan and ends up on the floor…
I was never brave and always flipped the pancake over
Once the pancake is golden brown on both sides slide it onto a warm plate
My dad always ate them sprinkled with sugar and zesty lemon juice
But you can use any topping you desire even savoury ones
Dad would roll his pancake and eat it in slices
Whilst he was eating the first pancake
I would continue cooking until the batter was used up
I’d make sure I added a little oil before cooking each one
You don’t want them to stick
If you are making a batch of pancakes you can cover them
Put them in a warm oven until you have finished making them all
Enjoy!
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At Christmas time my sister and mom
have a tradition to make delicious cookies
in the shape of a pie with sugar on top.
These are not the kind to chug down.
Not even sure if they go with milk.
A holiday special with the likes of fruit cake.
Nobody else in my household loves them
or even tries them so into the freezer they go
warmed for many days for they mustn’t go to waste!
A slightly bubbling concoction of brown sugar.
Santa would be flossing on his sleigh.
The reindeer would be jealous.
12/12/2018
The floss or flossing is a dance move in which a person repeatedly swings their arms, with clenched fists, from the back of their body to the front, on each side. (Wikipedia)
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Joy and I make a cake for you
Ingredients we use just a few
100 ml oil, 300 g flour and I bet
Joy has a white mustache, yet!
300 g cherries –do not eat all:
Well, I said not alone, my soul.
Joy has earrings of cherries, yet!
We eat them. No trace of regret!
200 g Greek yogurt 10% fat
That is certainly not for the cat!
200 g sugar have a lot of fun
"Stranger, please take just one."
Aha! I know why Joy is so sweet.
10 g baking powder, just a bit!
4 eggs: now, I think one is done
The cherries battle's lost or won.
And humbled by this presence
1 tablespoon of vanilla essence
Peel a lemon: a kiss is the price
And little salt to listen Joy advice.
Who ever ate curry with custard
And a little a bit of mustard ?
Just a little as our daily faith
All is true the great God saith;
A good cake with kitchen mate
There was no need to separate
The eggs and beat them or pun
While making this ”pandispane”.
This is kind of civil disobedience:
We simply mix all the ingredients.
We put the sweet and sour cherries.
There are two kind of good fairies:
Let alone the mustard, even a bit -
Where daddy will probably sit.
Then, we are made with flour
Indeed, in less than an hour;
We tidy up, then eat.Come on!
All around, seems well done
But Kings of Disorder at home
Must clean before mother come.
This is a government office
Here everything goes by norms.
When you join as an officer
Or as a peon – a file is opened,
Yes, a file is opened.
You do not open a file,
It is opened for you in your name
And a number is given to the file i.e. to you
Now onward
All is in passive voice,
Then on wards, whatever follows
Is ‘as per norms’, Regulation, Rule
Set by some Macauly, the colonizer
Little over 2 centuries ago
You apply leave,
Whether causal or earned leave
Apply ‘as per norms’
Go on a tour -
Whether official or personal
Process through proper channel
And it is approved
As per norms
Norms should be followed,
Should never be violated
Inform when you marry
You may exceed the societal norm
when you woo some one
but inform beforehand your marriage
‘as per norm' when you get married
First thing you do when you come to know
You are conceived or father a child
intimate the office
as per norms
so that you get
The leave entitled to see your new one’s arrival
This is as per norms
or else your child will not get the benefits
as per norms.
Your pay is fixed
You are promoted
Even bypassing someone else
As per the norms.
Some one is dead
Or killed in an accident
Inform for action
As per norms
Anything – a sanction for a thousand to billion
As per the norms and
Approval of competent authority is issued
You are transferred - on public interest
Or your own request or insult on punishment
Everything as per norms
When you superannuate
You are relieved from services
As per the norms
So, your 30-40 years have all through been
As per norms
After 40 years of existence in a government office
Had made you a has been
And those invaluable years would not tell you
Or those who served with you
Were you useful, were you benefited?
Or happy, sad.
As per norms that couldn’t be found.
However, one thing was found
That too very firmly
You have acquired heavy salt and pressure in the blood
And you are very sweet with high blood sugar.
This is not as per norms of your age.
Sometimes we pay double extra
During inflation
Price rise in cooking oil
It has been a long time
We're eating waste oil
Increment in electric bills
Already suffering from
An extreme hot day
Price rise in cars
MCO lingers
We're unable to change cars
Price rise in household electrical appliances
Have to buy an expensive
All-purpose cooker
Price rise in worshipping supplies
Have to ask for God's forgiveness
Rise in bus fare
Pity the children
Free education but burdened transport fare
Price rise in chicken eggs
Have to use less tasty duck's eggs
Price rise in farm fresh drinks
All along no confidence
Price rise in beers
Not all the people's favourite
Price rise in sugar
Saccharin is already widely used
Price rise in bread and mee
Have to change to
Less tasty rice buns and meehoon
Besides inflation and tax increase
We do pay double extra
For people's carelessness
Ignorance
And greeds
All finally will result in
An eternal suffering
I am the salt of the dearth
tease your taste buds and
drape sweat for discomfort
You need not know how
I came to be in the ocean
not have to walk on water
but why wait for the Ark
instead start walking today
be a mariner in the desert
zest and spice lie in the path
Shed one more weeping tear
express anger fear and thirst
inhale perspire gather yourself
lick your wounds and salve them
for Aloe grows well in the desert
The passage of time and effort
corrects soil and bears flowers
once you accept dehydration
shape exhaustion into crystals
build memories and momentum
reach the source of your spring
float when rock bottom ceases
The river bed expects no less
than your impermanent stride
the shore line patiently points
to an anchor life buoy and chart
scratched into your inner compass
If life gives you plentiful salt
do not sugar coat your palate
savour the tasty flavour instead
take what is on offer just now
and fend off the gloomy despair
22nd February
He woke and he got down on the creaking knees
He didn't know if God listened but tried
His grandson was in a coma and God was asleep
But he said the prayer but was afraid of the silence
God was the great politician in the sky
And his son Jesus would listen to the poll
When there was trouble God was the first name
Grabbing his coffee he humbly turned to God
In his eyes it was humbly but he loved the sugar
As he sat stirring and sweetened thoughts
The prayers flowed with his coffee
"Maybe God only listens to the regulars"
And he definitely wasn't one
It was years and God was famished
The whispered prayer ended with death and the anger
"Why did you not take me"
"I have lived and gladly would take the grandson's place"
The pastor warmed up and the sisters hummed
The cup spilled over as the prayer of the faithful
He became a hugger and he covered each drink
And the Irish believed in wake and liquor
He hugged the people tight and the salt became a scab
And God left him there with his drink
If Had His Sugar Maybe He Wouldn't Have Slipped
He habitually slips his tongue
on a banana peal
It happens
Yet it only happens when he is around her
that it slips
You should see
She has a way of affecting that organ to slip
Let me tell you, she does
He's tried mopping up the problem
It hasn't helped
He's tried thinking before he speaks
It hasn't helped
On retrospect why couldn't she have
affected another organ to slip instead
Things may have worked out better if she did
Who knows
Who know if one wound is healed,
it might help with the other to heal also
connie pachecho
1/8/17
Gray storm clouds circle around
As I can hear a distant rumble
A breeze picks up, the leaves tumble
Thunder speaks with a low drum sound
Rain reaches the hill here and there
Refreshing my troubled heart
So many things, no-where to start
But, there is resolution somewhere
I speak to the storm, thunder I join
Things that I know will be heard
Or some will pass off as absurd
It’s really like the toss of a coin
The day’s hot air suddenly cools down
Green leaves flutter in the air
The Humming Birds feeding, do not care
So happy, free, sweet sugar - no need for a crown
Heidi Sands
5/14/22