When I was a little girl, I loved pancakes. I'm a woman now. Guess what! I still love a stack of pancakes. When I first learned to cook, I cooked pancakes. My father loved eating my pancakes. I have always used a boxed mix for my pancakes. I add two or three eggs. Also, I add milk. I don't measure the milk. I just pour the amount of milk that will make the batter my favorite consistency which is not too thick nor too thin. Then, I stir my mixture vigorously. My pan is already hot and ready for the first pancake.
I am picky about syrups. My favorite syrup is Alaga. I think this is a very old syrup. It's not too sweet and not too heavy. After the pancakes are ready, I put a pat of butter on each one. Then, I slice the pancakes on my plate vertically, horizontally. This makes small squares. Yes, eating and cooking pancakes is an Art. Now, if I could make a wish. I would wish for a set of Blue Willow dishes. To me, this is the perfect dish pattern for pancakes.