Our year-round lake neighbor gave us this package of pancake mix — because he loves it and thought we would too. We do.
I was roused from my sleep this morning by voices whispering at the top of my bed for pancakes. In my bleary-eyed state, I stumbled to the kitchen, attempting to follow directions. I must have read the package at least 8 times looking for the instructions when I finally realized I was reading the instructions all along.
They simply say to, “figure that a cup of dry pancake mix will make enough for 10 average size pancakes. Add “enough” liquid” (whatever you want, I guess) … By then, the print was getting too hard to read, so I just winged it and threw in the blueberries.
The pancakes were a marvelous way to start the day.