Dad's Pancakes

Several Sunday mornings ago, the other blogger offered to make me breakfast. This is always a thoughtful and well appreciated gesture, but I cringed when she climbed up onto the counter, reached into the depths of our cabinet, and pulled out a box of Aunt Jemima pancake mix. During our move into the new apartment, I thought that I had sufficiently buried that box deeper than the Chilean Miners, effectively putting it out of reach and out of mind. This was a selfish move and I admit that I am a bit of pancake snob, but I guess that is what happens after a lifetime of eating awesome pancakes made from scratch courtesy of my dad and his (once) secret recipe.
My Dad's recipe has ruined every pancake that I've tried to eat outside of our kitchen. He has set the bar unfairly high. I guess my aversion to boxed pancakes is similar to how a dog won't go back to dry dog food after getting ahold of a piece of steak (sorry Zach, how can you say no to a face like that). My counterpart on the other hand, grew up on boxed flapjacks. I don't blame her for liking Aunt Jemima, I guess you cant miss what you've never had. She did not believe the hype that I had been producing for my Dad's pancakes, so I was excited that she was going to spend a night at my parents house during Thanksgiving break. I made sure that pancakes were on the menu. As anticipated, she admits she will probably never go back to those boxed pancakes. 

My Dad's Pancakes

Ingredients

Dry:
1 cup flour
2 tablespoons sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt

Wet:
1 egg whipped
2 tablespoons vegetable oil
10 oz milk

1. mix dry ingredients
2. mix wet ingredients
3. mix dry and wet ingredients together
4. let mixture sit for a couple minutes and mix again before cooking
5. heat a pan over medium heat and coat liberally with butter
6. pour the batter on the pan making pancakes the size of drink coasters
7. after a few minutes flip the pancakes, when the edges look and the batter on the top starts bubbling
8. cook for a couple more minutes
                 (step 7 and 8 vary depending on altitude, equipment etc. this is where my Dad's decades of       experience come into play)
9. serve and enjoy
10. throw away that boxed mix in your pantry