Shrove Tuesday is a bit of an odd one for me. I feel like I should make pancakes or I’m missing out and yet it’s the only time of the year that I do actually make them. I’ve actually given the whole thing a miss for the last few years; Rob doesn’t eat them anyway so it seems a bit pointless making them just for me.
But tonight I though ‘what the hell’ and made a batch using good old Delia Smith’s recipe. I’m very pleased I did too – what fun I had! I managed to toss them and catch them in the pan. Then once I’d finished playing I ate them up. Instead of the English lemon juice and sugar I had mine with a drizzle of honey which was just lovely.
