I know that for a lot of people today is Mardi Gras but in Ireland (and now in a little spot in SC) it’s known as Pancake Tuesday and we celebrate by eating as many pancakes as possible. I was always the chief “pancake maker” in my house growing up – with 6 of us in the house pancakes were eaten as soon as they came off the frying pan, if you weren’t ready in line with your plate you didn’t get seconds. I don’t think we ever had pancakes any other day of the year except Pancake Tuesday. It’s strange how important little rituals become when you’ve moved so far away from family – so I thought I’d share my little bit of pancake day nostalgia and my mother’s perfect recipe with you.
The recipe is a simple one; take the following ingredients and mix them in a bowl by hand or with a food processor - 100g plain flour, pinch of salt, 1 large or 2 standard eggs, 125ml milk and 125 ml water. Allow the mixture to sit for about 30 mins (this bit was torture as a child) then grease up a frying pan (butter is amazing but a tiny spray of oil is healthier) and ladle out a small amount of batter being sure to coat the entire pan. These aren’t big fat fluffy American pancakes, no these are thin and slightly-crispy-at-the-edges more likely to resemble a crepe kind of pancakes. I also think there is a rule somewhere that says the first pancake always turns out terrible, probably because of the pancake maker’s impatience , but there’s a second rule that says that the pancake maker gets that one as a freebie!
My favourite way to eat these is sprinkle on some sugar and add a liberal dash of lemon juice – but this year I also branched out into peanut butter, chocolate chips, honey, maple syrup.....all in various combinations and all delicious.
Bet you can guess what I’m having for dinner tonight!