When Someone Doesn’t Measure & The Only Pancake You’ll Ever Need - No. 5

And do you think beef should be cancelled?

My husband made pancakes last Saturday morning. He grabbed a mixing bowl in one hand and a sack of flour in the other. He dumped the flour into the bowl, rummaged the shelf for baking powder, and reached to the back of the fridge for buttermilk. No buttermilk. Also no measuring cups - he doesn’t use them. 

We’ve been married for nearly 30 years, and I’ve…