I got up at 5:30 (OK it was really 6:00) to make bacon and pancakes and orange juice for breakfast this morning. It really made the day.

Embarassing as it is, I didn't have the patience to make pancakes correctly until last year. I was making them for my family at Christmas and was pressing down after I had flipped them to try and get them to cook through. My dad told me that I was ruining them because I was compressing out all the air out of them. It was quite the revelation.

And now, my pancakes are light and fluffy. They turn out so great. Hmm, I love pancakes.