i love pancakes.  we eat them so very often in our house for breakfast because kenny is the king of pancakes. he makes them from scratch and that has turned me into a pancake snob: i don't like pancakes from a mix. we eat them pretty bland as well: just butter and maple syrup.

last night, shrove tuesday, was the pancake dinner at our church...a tradition that dates back hundreds of years in anglican/episcopal churches. we had more than syrup to pour over them. we had whipped cream and chocolate chips, bananas and strawberries (i forgot the blueberries...and i heard about it from four people!). cinnamon rolls and orange juice, and sausage links rounded off the breakfast-feast. it was truly a fat tuesday, carb-heavy, un-lenty meal.

i like what i read on a blog earlier in the week to describe the contrast of "fat tuesday" and ash wednesday: