This is my mom, Dorothy, pictured here with my dad. This photo was taken in 1993 in the Lincoln Bedroom of the White House. They were taking a tour with his army reunion group. She has been gone for over 12 years and I miss her. I wish her a Happy Mother’s Day!She was not into breakfast. She didn’t eat when she first woke up. She did like breakfast food and we occasionally had it for dinner. Or she would eat breakfast later in the morning, more like brunch. Because she didn’t eat breakfast, she didn’t cook breakfast. My dad was the weekend breakfast guru. He loved making fried eggs, homemade hash browns, bacon, cream of wheat, french toast and the occasional pancake. I loved everything he cooked except the pancakes. (Although in that era, and in a household of six, you ate what was served to you, unless it was fish or brussels sprouts.) They were from the all purpose mix from a box: Bisquick. Not my favorite.
As an adult I myself tried Krusteaz, which was an improvement, but not like pancakes found at diners or pancake houses. I eventually stumbled across a recipe printed in the Sacramento Bee that finally made breakfast at home great again. I thought I’d share it with you in case you wanted to make it for Mom. Or, moms, if you want to try it, you can print it out and give it to your little chefs.
Which brings me to explain the title of this post. As I remember Mother’s Day, I remember bringing Mom breakfast in bed with something that was probably not too palatable. She smiled, said thank you and ate it, or at least tried to eat it. Never once did she reject this love filled gift. Now I ask myself, how was she able to eat breakfast early in the morning just this one time a year? Because she loved me.
No Flap Jacks –from the Sacramento Bee
1 c flour
1 tbsp sugar
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp baking soda
1 c milk
1 egg
1 to 4 tbsp melted butter
In deep bowl, mix dry ingredients with a whisk. Add wet ingredients stirring only enough to mix. Allow batter to rest 20-30 minutes. (Important step!)
Cook on medium hot, turning when bubbles don’t close up. Makes a dozen medium pancakes. 
Happy Mother’s Day!
