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Me and my Margaret’s pancakes…

So first things first: Old Meg there in the title is the infamous ‘Grandma’ from My Grandma Taught Me How To Cook.

And secondly, Pancake Day is a tradition I hold close to my heart.

No, I’m not a batter obsessed weirdo (well maybe a little), it’s just that so many memories of Grandma’s kitchen come flooding back to me about this day.
I’d go to Meg’s house, oh I don’t know, all the time.
The woman made me whole chocolate cakes and endless plates of bread, butter and jam for goodness sake – everyone seeks sanctuary at Grandma’s, where the treats are non-stop.
But Pancake Day was different.
She used to have a little table in her tiny kitchen that could only fit the two of us around it, and she’d be at the cooker frying her pancakes whilst I’d eat them one by one, lowering her stack as she was constantly trying to build it up.
We’d sit together, sprinkling on sugar and squeezing on lemon juice, laughing about how greedy we were.
I was happy. She was happy.
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Oh god, I’m getting teary at the thought of it! I just loved it.
We had such a good time and now she’s a few months of the big 9-0, today is Grandma’s turn to be fed pancakes like a queen.
So thanks for the pancakes Grandma.
And most of all thanks for the memories…
Pancakes of love, laughter and special times…
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1 medium to large free-range egg
1 cup of self-raising flour
1 cup of milk
Pinch of sea salt
vegetable oil for cooking
Sieve the flour in to a bowl.
Add in the egg, milk and salt and whisk until you have a smooth batter.
In a frying pan, heat a tablespoon of vegetable oil and use about two tablespoons of batter per pancake – if you like them thicker use one more.
Swirl the batter in the pan to make the pancakes circular and fry until golden on each side.
You may need to keep topping up the oil.
Squeeze on fresh lemon juice and finish with sugar.
Then go and find your Grandma, your own Mr. GTMHTC or anyone who you’re close to and greedily scoff them one by one, laughing with your mouths full and remembering there is nothing more powerful in this world than the power of those memories that lie in your heart…
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