Edna Mae’s Sour Cream Pancakes – Nance and Robyn make the same recipe

Every week we’ll post a recipe that we both made. This week’s recipe was Edna Mae’s Sour Cream Pancakes. Printable recipe can be found at the bottom of this post.  The original recipe can be found over at The Pioneer Woman Cooks

Robyn’s Take:

This week’s recipe was chosen by Nance. We really don’t eat pancakes around here, I honestly can’t remember the last time I made them (and Fred’s more of a waffle fan), but I was certainly willing to give it a shot.

Before I could make the pancakes, I had to wait until Mama Kate was done with her morning snack.

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OM NOM.

“Robyn,” Amanda is saying with a disdainful sniff. “You feed your CAT on your KITCHEN COUNTER? That is GROSS and HORRIFYING.”

To which I say “Bitch, you are NOT invited to breakfast, lunch, OR dinner, so it’s not any of your damn business!”

(And yes, I feed Mama Kate on the counter because if I don’t, her bratty little kittens will come along and Hoover up all her food and she’ll get even skinnier and she’s already skin and bones.)

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The Enforcer, plotting how to get his paws on Mama’s food.

Mama Kate ate her food, I shooed her out of the kitchen, wiped down the counters, and was ready to make pancakes.

Here’s a tip, before we get started: if it takes your stove top a good long time to warm up as mine does, put your pan (or griddle) on the stove and turn on the heat before you even start mixing. That way, when the batter is mixed, the pan is heated and ready to go.

Your ingredients:

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Flour, sugar, sour cream, salt, baking soda, eggs, and vanilla extract (that big bottle in the back is homemade vanilla. One day I’m going to get my butt in gear and show y’all how to make your own.)

Mix your eggs and vanilla together in a small bowl, and set aside.

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In a large bowl, mix your dry ingredients (flour, sugar, salt, baking soda) together.

Throw your sour cream in there and mix until it’s just combined (don’t go crazy or you’ll end up with tough pancakes, and I’m pretty sure NO ONE wants that.)

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Then throw your egg and vanilla mixture in mix until combined.

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Throw butter in the pan you were smart enough to preheat and let it melt. I’d say I used… maybe a Tablespoon of butter? I didn’t pay attention when I put the butter in, but that sounds about right.

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Drop your pancake batter into the pan by 1/4-cup scoops. I actually have a 1/4-cup scoop that comes in super handy (I’m not kidding, I use it a lot!), and that’s what I used. I only cooked two pancakes at a time because that’s just how I roll.

When the pancakes are bubbly across the top and brown around the edges, flip ’em over. This is a pancake that wasn’t ready to be flipped yet. I didn’t get a picture of one that WAS ready for flipping, because I am a scattered mess sometimes.

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Here’s one after I flipped it.

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If your pan gets too dry, add more butter. I did that, but I didn’t even think to keep track of how much butter I used.

You know, some people would go ahead and add even more butter to the pancakes once they’re cooked and I’m not judging you if you want to do that, go ahead and knock yourself out. But since they were cooked in butter, I figured just syrup would be good enough.

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The verdict? Fred said they had a good flavor, but he still isn’t any great fan of pancakes and would have preferred waffles. (His “meh”-ness on the pancakes probably wasn’t helped by the fact that a couple of the pancakes I gave him weren’t quite done in the middle. It took me a little while to get the hang of waiting for the bubbles to appear before turning the pancakes; it’s really been a long time since I’ve made pancakes and I guess I lost the skill.)

I thought they were AWESOME. I’ve never been a big fan of pancakes, though if they’re put in front of me I’ll eat a few. But these were really really good. I don’t know that they’ll go into regular rotation – I don’t think we’re suddenly going to start eating pancakes with more frequency – but if I have a desire for pancakes, this is for sure going to be my go-to recipe.

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Nance’s Take:

Insider information: My grandmother’s name was Edna Mae.

Some people think that I don’t like Pioneer Woman. Those people are wrong-I just don’t care for her type of schtick. But fuck, this recipe sucked balls (calf ones, hee) and that’s no lie! I’m telling you ahead of time because I just can’t keep it a secret until the end of this entry. 

I love my mother to death, but Shirley was working a nerve when it came time to make these. A Nerve, people. It was dinner time and apparently someone was hungry because she was grabbing things and saying, “Come on, let’s get going” while I was hollering, “Stop-it, I have to take pictures of this shit!”  Some people have a calm and tranquil kitchen environment. Mine? There was a whole lot of cussing going on and I’m pretty sure I used the word asshole more than a few times. To describe my mother.

BECAUSE SHE IS ONE.

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See this griddle? A lot of baggage comes with this damn thing. My mother had one just like it years ago.  It was relegated to the basement due to its size and our lack of space. Somehow the power cord was lost and we searched for months trying to find the damn thing. We eventually gave up and got rid of the griddle. About 6 months later, we found the power cord. IN THE GARAGE (???).  Easy break-down:  we had a griddle with no power cord and then a power cord with no griddle.  I personally find them a pain in the ass to use, but we’re all about keeping The Matriarch happy over here so we got her a new one.

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Every time she uses it she packs it all up and puts it back in the box just like it was when it was purchased.

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Proof that I am nothing like my mother. I burn every single box as soon as whatever I purchased is plugged in and working. The only thing I keep are the boxes for Apple products and I think that’s only because I love their packaging. What? If you really take a good look at their packaging you would understand. It’s motherfucking ART.

Um, I guess I should yap about this freaking recipe already.

The number of bowls this recipe took was ridiculous. Three fucking bowls for a pancake recipe that serves two.  That’s some crazy dumb shit right there.  Oh wait.  Maybe that’s not some crazy shit.  This may just be a recipe that was written as such to make a woman like Amanda happy.  And I bet that someone as particular as her just loved the fact that the flour was measured out in tablespoons.  Seven tablespoons to be exact.

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Action shot! Just imagine me yelling at my mother to slow down so that I could take a picture.

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Another action shot. I was really starting to get annoyed with my mother by this time.  Not only was she completely steam-rolling my recipe, but she was also standing in my light when I was trying to take the pictures.  It was starting to turn into a to-do.  I may have contemplated a nursing home.  Or an asylum.  Edna Mae's Sour Cream PancakesPro-tip: Save your butter ends for when you need to grease a pan or a griddle.

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I threw the entire end of butter onto the griddle and Shirley just about died. Apparently she was not going to allow me to put that much butter on her special griddle.

I eventually showed her because I fucked around so much the butter started to turn brown before I even got the pancake mix on the damn thing.  I’m pretty sure she didn’t appreciate that.  Ha!

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This is me barely combining what-the-fuck-ever because that’s all I saw when I read the recipe. Barely combine and don’t overmix. It’s a pancake for chrissakes!

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You see those bubbles? That means that the pancake is almost ready to be flipped. Almost, but not quite.  Leave it alone until you see more bubbles all over the surface.

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You see someone messing around with those pancakes before they are ready to be flipped? That someone wasn’t me.

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This one was obviously ready to be flipped.

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Two spatulas and WHAT THE FUCK are you doing, Shirley?

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Move your eyes to the right of this picture.  Are you fucking kidding me?

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End-game. Obviously Shirley liked them because she was so freaking hungry. Rick said they had a strange texture and I agreed. This is not a light and fluffy pancake (even when I was careful to not over-mix). It’s a rubbery mess with butter and syrup. I’ll be honest, the sour cream pissed me off because I thought it was going to add something special. You want to know what it added? More calories and fat. Totally not worth it and I’ll stick with a box mix the next time I want a pancake which will probably when hell freezes over because I like waffles better than pancakes.

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Shout-out to Cathy. Sadie didn’t get any pancakes (she’s grain-free), but she did get that piece of bacon!

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This picture is blurry, but I’m including it because it made me laugh. Rick was talking to her and she was trying to look at him without losing the bacon.  She’s such a good girl!

Edna Mae's Sour Cream Pancakes - Nance and Robyn make the same recipe
 
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: Breakfast
Cuisine: Italian
Serves: 2
Ingredients
  • 1 c. sour cream
  • 7 T. all-purpose flour
  • 2 T. sugar
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • ½ tsp salt
  • 2 large eggs
  • ½ tsp vanilla extract
  • Butter
  • Syrup
Instructions
  1. Mix eggs and vanilla together in a small bowl and set aside.
  2. In a large bowl, whisk together flour, sugar, salt, and baking soda.
  3. Add sour cream to the dry ingredients and mix until just combined.
  4. Add eggs and vanilla mixture to the bowl and mix until just combined.
  5. In a (preheated over medium heat) large pan or griddle, melt about 1½ T butter.
  6. Drop batter by ¼-cup servings onto pan/griddle. When bubbles appear on the surface of the top of the batter and the edges start to brown, turn over and cook for 1 - 2 minutes.
  7. Add butter pats or softened butter to the pancakes as you remove them from the heat if you wish; top with syrup and serve.

 


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Edna Mae’s Sour Cream Pancakes – Nance and Robyn make the same recipe — 70 Comments

  1. OMG first! Heh. I always wondered what the heck was so great about being first. Although I am glad to be the first to find out that Miss Kate does not give one whit about Amanda’s peace of mind. Sadie sure is a good girl under much pressure. Oh yeah, the recipe. Looks good but I have never been a fan of pancakes cooked in butter. I use the griddle I have that is just like Shirley’s. Since it is non-stick I don’t have to use butter or oil to cook. That way I can add tons of butter directly onto the panckake when it is on my plate. I will give these a try. I like to add Kahula to my panckae recipes because there is nothing like booze for breakfast.

    • My parents had a griddle like that when I was growing up. I’d like one, but I don’t think I’d ever use it, and we’re out of space in the kitchen cabinets, so no griddle for me… YET.

      • You do not need a silly griddle (although a good Amazon affiliate whore would have linked that, huh?). What you DO need, however, is a new freaking skillet. That one looks beat to hell and back!

    • Can’t spell pancake. I am sure Amanda has her dictionary out right now and is clutching her pearls in dismay.

      • Oh, she’s totally looking down her nose at you, Elaine! First one out of the gate and first one to piss off Amanda. Uh-oh. 😉

    • Would you STOP. I am nothing like Fred and you know it! 😉

      Everyone knows that waffles are better than pancakes. You can put butter and syrup on them and it doesn’t soak in. Pancakes are like eating wet bread or some shit. Now waffles? Pfft. Waffles blow pancakes out of the water any day!

  2. when I was a nanny, for this one family, I’d make a huge batch of pancakes on Thursdays. have no idea why thursdays, it just evolved over the yrs. I was with those little cuties since the eldest was 2. and stayed with them for ages. she is now 17.
    …and I have no clue where that ramble came from. missing them, i guess. ANYWAY, I like those kinds of griddles- but i use canola oil so i can smother them with butter for eating. and when i read the recipe on PW’s site, i had no intention of making them. sour cream belongs with perogies in my book, not in pancakes- or in my fav white chocolate cheesecake recipe.
    I like to bake. what? I’ve made a kind of career out of it if i could get out of my depression way and get moving again. I’d go to people’s homes, make a ton of meals for the freezer and a few baked goodies, like biscuits and muffins and leave the kitchen all clean.
    rambling again…need more coffee…
    I have a waffle maker but it’s way in the back of the cupboard and full of dust. just never bother with it.

    • We had a waffle maker at one point – Fred used to make big batches of waffles on the weekend. He and Danielle were the big waffle lovers; I prefer a nice muffin, myself.

      • Robyn, I’m pretty sure I made them when you were up here…We have one of those “hotel” waffle makers (they sell them now everywhere). Rick always loved them and I got him one for some holiday (Christmas, birthday?). I would much rather break that out and make waffles than pancakes.

    • Aw, man. I could never be a nanny. Hell, I can’t even foster cats because I would keep ’em all. It takes a strong heart. And I feel for you with trying to get the Depression out of your way. Robyn can verify that I let mine get in the way of DCEP for a long time. I still do, but I’m determined to get myself over my brain – or at least try. Keep fighting and do whatever it takes to not let it win.

      And also, feel free to come to my house and cook whatever you want to fill my freezer!

      • I loved being a nanny. the only live-in job I had was little over 20 yrs ago, and I’m best friends with the mom. still. her 2 kids are now in their 20s. one is a journalist and the other is starting med school soon. one little girl i looked after is (gasp!) 30 and a teacher in Alabama.
        I became an aunt when I was 10, so I’ve always looked after kids.
        I think the trip to your house would take me a while from Nova Scotia.lol

  3. OMG, pancakes AND not one, but two pictures of Sadie! Today is going to be a very good day 🙂 It really is the little things sometimes, ya know?!

    Thanks for the happy!!

    • You’re welcome. Sadie loves taking pictures because she makes out in the deal. And she’s so sweet she’ll do anything for me (I have a picture where she is holding a starbucks cup w/iced tea for me). She gets lots of love and attention for doing it so she doesn’t mind. Now if I can only get her to quit rolling around in mud, she would be the perfect dog. 😉

      • I’m glad she got the bacon. She really is a sweet girl. I think I love her so much because she reminds me of my 9 y/o Rafael. I always wondered what he was so finally I had a dna test done. Clearly I have more money than sense sometimes. Turns out he’s a whippet, german shepard, doberman, Rottweiler, collie cross. So, a purebred mutt!! He’s just the sweetest smartest boy. I have lots of pictures of him on FB if you want to add me, (yes, I’m trying to pass my crazy onto you).

        YES, the mud!! Rafi wouldn’t do that, but our other dog is an Akbash, white, looks a lot like Robyn’s dogs but taller and has shorter fur. I’ve had to shower him every fucking day since the weekend, because he can’t keep his sorry ass out from the mud!!!

      • If I worked for one of those places I would be adding “elephant” or “wolverine” or “used car salesman” to those DNA reports all the time.

      • Oldcat, you forgot “asshole”…Felina is purebred asshole. Rumor has it she comes from a long line of them.

      • You got whippet too?! I call bullshit on that. We have a dog that looks about 90% border collie and it came back with husky, basset hound, border collie and whippet with whippet being uncertain. Whippets are pretty rare!

        Husband says the DNA test is proof Ollie comes from a long line of fence jumpers and runners away because you would never set out to cross a husky and a basset hound.

      • Rafi does have a long skinny muzzle, so I think it’s *possible* Really, he’s just a mutt that was rescued off a reserve when he was less than 6 weeks old. When anyone asks what kiind of dog he is, I usually say “black” 🙂

  4. My grandmother’s name was Edna Mae as well. Must have been a common name in previous generations. She was born in 1908.

      • Yes, it would! And if you ever have 8 kittens at the same time I can give you the entire clan’s names. Hee!

        In other strange news: Sadie, who was named by the people who had her before us, has the middle name of Mae, too.

      • I always call Gracie “Gracie Mae”! It’s a very good middle name.

        Now I need a small litter of three girls so I can name them Edna Mae, Ernie Mae, and Edith Mae!

      • And my maternal grandmother’s name was Edith Mae! She was born in the 1890s.

        (Yeah, I am old…but Mom was in her 40s when she had me, so not as old as you are thinking!)

        Let’s hope you get a chance to go with the ‘Mae’ theme for a litter soon, Robyn!

        Oh, yeah – I am solidly in the waffles camp!

    • I just ran upstairs to ask my mother. My Edna Mae was born in 1902. Her mother, my great-grandmother, was named Ernie Mae. That one really blows my mine.

  5. Eh, I knew I wouldn’t be interested in this recipe because, Pioneer Woman? Way too much, over the top with her ingredients. I’m not a food snob by any means, but maybe my tastebuds are too sophisticated for PW?

    One whole cup of sour cream for less than half a cup of flour does not sound good to me–texture had to be off. Plus, that 2 Tbsp of sugar–why?

    • Exactly the words I couldn’t find – OVER THE TOP with her ingredients. I am the biggest fat-fatty who ever fatted, but when her recipes make me arch an eyebrow…there’s an issue.

      Now, having said that, how much you want to bet that she’s going to come out with a cook-book that’s all about Skinny Pioneer or some shit?

      • Not ’til after Marlboro Man has to go in for a triple bypass due to all the butter and fat he’s been ingesting!

      • Good Christ, I hope she doesn’t show us pictures of his ass from when he’s in the hospital. There is only so much I can take. I tolerate seeing people sticking their arms up a cow’s hoo-ha and all those Wrangler Jean butt pictures. Hospital gowns…NO. I do not need to see Marlboro Man’s under-roos!

  6. Relieved I’m not the only one who finds Pioneer Woman tiresome; not only that, but her food is not appealing to me.

    • I think she had a good idea and ran with it and I’ll give her a shit-ton of credit for marketing off of a blog. Blog, cookbooks, the lodge (TV studio, although she is not comfortable on TV and that makes me cringe FOR HER), and now what did they say she was getting into…some kind of store/deli? I believe she’s out to be the red-headed Paula Deen or some shit and more power to her. I just think my problem is that I saw through the schtick and then I really couldn’t get into it. The same with Dooce and trying to act like “every woman” when she’s sitting up in a mansion with 9 motherfucking bathrooms. Oh, yeah. That’s every woman all right. And then when you find out that the Drummond family is loaded. She’s not just some city girl that landed in the country and finds herself having to rough it, etc. It got real old, real fast and I found myself not reading her because it was the same ol’, same ol’ every single time. Husband has a great ass, calf nuts, herding cattle, horses, kids drive on the farm, blahblahblah, etc.

      You have to come up with something new or people will get bored and find somewhere else to go.

      And yeah, her food isn’t appealing to me either. I think what caught my eye was the name and I just picked it as a recipe because I figured, “How hard can pancakes be?” Ha!

      • Yeah, in the beginning (when her giveaways had maybe 200 people commenting), the rich city girl falls for a dusty cowboy and becomes a ranch wife was a good story. Until you find out her husband’s family had more money than hers.

        Also, in the beginning, she was very open that she had a nanny or two helping her out. But, when she became popular, the nanny disappeared from her stories/photos and it was all super-mom-ranch-wife-who-does-it-all-on-her-own.

      • Oops, should have added that I, too, give her a lot of credit for turning a blog into what’s becoming an empire.

      • I agree and give her credit for marketing herself and her blog despite the thin premise. IMHO, she didn’t have enough material for even one season of Food Network shows. Her “keeping it real” B.S. is also pretty hard to take given the truth about her background.

      • I will also give her this: She has absolutely lovely daughters and I can’t imagine them being “mean girls” – now that’s basing it all off of pictures, but still. I hope they are as sweet as they appear.

        Another thing: I could not in a million years imagine staying at that lodge with a bunch of other bloggers w/cameras learning how to cook stuff. It just seems so “artificial” to me. Fake smiles, fake everything. I would pass because it’s way too Step-blog-ford to me.

  7. Pancakes!!! I *so* wanted to love these (I make about a billion pancakes at a time and freeze in serving sizes for the boy who is addicted to breakfast carbs but won’t eat anything that takes more than ten seconds worth of work on his part). Seems like they would be exceptionally heavy since the liquid outweighs the dry ingredients by a mile.

    My two cents in butter wars, not that anyone is asking for it: I’m a weird one. I don’t cook the pancakes with it. I don’t top the pancakes with it. I eat them plain… maybe a drop of syrup, MAYBE. I’ve been told I’m odd. Me and my cholesterol level can deal with it.

    And 7 tablespoons of flour? That’s a recipe measurement so pretentious that I would have believed Amanda came up with it.

    • I actually went and looked at the chart hanging on my fridge to figure out that I needed 1/3 cup + 2 Tablespoons, but even that was WAY annoying.

      I’m actually not a huge syrup fan either!

      • Robyn and Kelly, I am beyond shocked –maple syrup is one of nature’s joys. Try it instead of sugar or honey in tea. Yum-o! (Then again, I don’t regard raisins as a mortal enemy, or sin, so why would you take my sullied word for it?) And I do believe I’ll be having pancakes tomorrow morning. Thanks for the inspiration!

      • I’m not anti-syrup. I’ll use a tiny bit from time to time, just not enough to drown an elephant as my son would (and no butter, I’ve just never used it… even on toast).

      • You know Paula Deen just had a minor stroke because of your comment! 🙂

      • I think they’re both a bunch of whackadoos.

        Turning your nose up at butter and syrup. Hmph. What’s the point of having pancakes then? Although I totally can get down with Kelly’s son not being bothered to take time to make something. I’m that way. Which is why I have Hershey Kisses for breakfast. 😉

      • And Robyn, surely you meant to write that you had to look at the cat — not the chart — hanging on your fridge.

  8. did I see Shirley using a metal spatula on a non stick griddle??? Surely not! Apparently the griddle is not as important as those special pans of hers. And for what it’s worth — I prefer french toast over pancakes OR waffles. Really, the only reason I eat any of them is for the syrup, which I make myself. No nasty corn syrup for this girl.

    • Oh, yes you did! But in her defense, I was the one that grabbed the metal spatula and she took it from me to use it herself because she doesn’t trust me around her stuff.

      French toast. Man, I used to love it, but I can’t remember how my grandmother made it so now I’m all “eh” about it.

      • the hubs wanted pancakes last night so I tried this recipe. One question – are they supposed to be rubbery???

      • Mine were definitely rubbery and I was sure to not overmix that crap so that’s not the reason. Weirdest texture ever, blech! 🙁

  9. I guess I will stick with the regular Krusteaz box mix when the family wants their pancakes! I’m not a huge fan of pancakes, EXCEPT this diner up at my daughter’s college has sourdough pancakes that are beyond delicious. One of those things that at first bite you think “huh?”, but then you realize are addicting, and it is a good thing you need to drive 340 miles to eat them!

    • We like the Krusteaz box mix too. Sour dough pancakes sound dangerously addicting. Two of my favorites-sourdough bread and pancakes combined.

      • You just reminded me that I want to look into doing a sourdough “starter” for bread. I’ll be spending my evening googling.

      • I am so intimidated by starters and bread making. If you two made that and gave us the low down I might get brave enough to try. My sister has a bread machine and her husband makes them fresh bread. Without teenage boys to help consume it here I shudder to think of what my blood sugar would be. Warm buttered bread is my crack!

  10. Major LOL at Shirley’s annoying impatience. I would have put her on a time out. (I have to banish my mother to another room while I am doing her tax returns. I’m trying to read gov’t forms and do math and she Won’t Shut Up.)

  11. Pancakes are my top breakfast. French toast is my husband’s favorite. Waffles I prefer with ice cream. For scratch my go to is the good old Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook
    One-the red and white plaid book. My late mother-in-law gave it to me in 1980 for a Christmas gift. I like the feather pancake version. They are extra light. I sift the dry ingredients- it does make a difference. That was in the days before I got lazy and started doing the Krusteaz. If I lived with another pancake lover I’d do the scratch thing more. My father said my pancakes were better than my mother’s-rare praise indeed. I am of the lots of butter or margarine no syrup school. Since they took Polaner Allfruit Raspberry Syrup off of the market I can’t find one I like. That had a lovely tartness to counter the sweet.Most are all too sweet and this from a woman with an incredible sweet tooth. Not for pancakes, though. If I wanted sweet I’d have had a donut or pastry. My husband loves maple syrup-me Blech!

    Sadie is too cute and what a good girl. My dogs would eat my hand off. You’d never get it near their heads!

  12. Hey there. Love the sour cream addition, very clever! One tip from a pancake lover….I personally hate spotty brown pancakes. I LOVE them lightly tan with no crisp, totally smooth and solid colored. To me the flavor changes when they are spotty and browned. The trick to restaurant style golden colored pancakes is to use a very small amount of vegetable oil (i am an olive oil purist, but were talking pancakes here) and cool on medium to low heat. The first one is usually garbage, but if you flip each one after that the second you start getting bubbles in the center, they will be evenly cooked and cooked throughout. This will get you consistent pancakes with no doughy mush and no browning or charring. Cooking with butter and/or higher eat inevitably chars, because butter itself browns and burns. A lot of people love them the way they are in this recipe – it’s a matter of preference, but that’s my tip for people that want to try this recipe and prefer the golden tan type 🙂

    Ps – bonus tip for non runny sunny side up eggs. Cook on medium heat with a healthy amount of olive oil. Use a spoon to splash the hot oil onto the egg around the yolk. It won’t turn the yolk white, and it will ensure no runny gooeyness on top!

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