The Big Pancake


I’m honoured to be writing over at Cara Meredith’s blog, Be, Mama. Be, today. Cara is hosting a fantastic series about rituals, simple things we do that make our lives richer. This is my offering to the conversation.


I haven’t cooked dinner in two months.

Maybe a chicken breast here or there. But not much beyond that.

Coincidentally, my husband has been away for the last two months. Summer is his busy season, the time of year he has to disappear at a moment’s notice, leaving me and two little daddy’s boys to fend for ourselves.

Fending for ourselves looks a lot like cereal for dinner.

This is a hard season for a few reasons. As someone whose sanity is directly correlated to checked to-do list boxes and structure, the sudden unpredictability of our summers makes me a little crazy. I swing from a can-do-spirit to a fetal-position-on-the-floor-spirit in five minutes flat. It’s my oldest who feels Daddy’s absence the most though. Three-year-olds are not the best at expressing deep emotion, so whining, temper tantrums, and bowling over little brothers are the current coping mechanisms of choice.

A week or so after my husband left, I found a recipe for a pancake. Yes, a single pancake. Thick batter is poured into a pie pan, then baked in the oven until the center is firm but custardy. It sounded a little odd, but it also sounded like a lot less work than making multiple pancakes.

I made it that first week, on a grey Saturday morning.

Continue reading over at Cara’s lovely blog . . .

Photo Credit: Stiefen Schlingen

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