Pancakes ahoy!

Shrove Tuesday may be my favourite non-religious, partly-commercialised, pointless-if-you-don’t-like-egg-mix, ‘holiday’-that-isn’t-really-a-holiday holiday. 
I had four pancakes last night (one for every course, and an added one as a little treat.) The first one had bacon and cheese in it, the second one was a bit like a Spanish omelette, but with the spuds and veg rolled in a pancake instead of mixed in an omelette; the third one had heated cherries and cream in, and the last one I just rolled up and dunked in chocolate sauce. It was made with all the remains of the batter mix so it was extra thick too.
I probably ingested the entire egg production of an entire factory of battery hens, but so what? It’s only once a year. 

RC 14-2-18