On Sunday, I was the first to wake up, as usual. After washing up and finding nothing to do, I woke dear up and asked if he wanted pancakes or muffins. He mumbled pancakes. Ok, I told him to go back to sleep and I would wake him when they are ready.
Happily, I went to weigh the ingredients, and I realised weighing ingredients is the step which usually takes up most of my time. Not only am I not in good in maths (when it comes to halving recipes), I am always careless and slow when it comes to conversion of units, even though I prepared an Excel table to make things easier for myself. As long as it involves numbers, my mind works like a snail. It's no wonder god did not make me a millionaire...by the time I finish counting all my money, I would have celebrated my seventy-ninth birthday and probably do not need the money anymore.
So back to my pancakes. When I finally got the ingredients ready (or so I thought), I started work. As I was poured the sugar to make the syrup, something told me I had measured the sugar wrongly. The recipe I had printed from the internet was a little confusing to me. So, I added more sugar, only to be realise later that what I had initially measured was correct!
By this time, dear had woken and came to see what I had done. I took my time to make the pancakes one by one, there were eight of them in all. Let's say about 2 minutes on each side, 4 minutes for each pancake, about 32 minutes for 8 pancakes...not forgetting the time I had took to weigh ingredients and make the syrup.
Dear almost went back to sleep when I quickly shouted "pancakes are ready!"
He did not regret the wait. The pancakes were great, though the syrup was obviously too sweet (with double the normal quantity of sugar). I love them too! It was brunch for us, and it filled our stomachs almost the whole day, till before dinnertime.
And after washing up, the first thing I did was quickly changed the recipe to a format that my snail-brain understands better. :p