The batter was resting on the counter. 1 1/2 cups all purpose, 3 tablespoons sugar, 1 teaspoon baking powder, 1/2 teaspoon salt, 3 tablespoons unsalted butter (melted), 1 1/2 cups buttermilk, and 2 large eggs. Whisked together until just combined.
The coffee dripped and bubbled with congestion while the milk warmed on the stove over a low flame.
The table was set for two.
Earlier I had contemplated. Sunday morning routine or pancakes at home? Sunday morning routine is often a visit to one of our favorite coffee spots. A cappuccino for me, a regular coffee for Roberto. We eat Pain au Chocolats and enjoy the view of the harbor.
It's sleepy. We can take our time. Awaken our appetites just enough in preparation for Sunday supper.
This routine has served us well, but sometimes one needs pancakes.
At the table, a fresh puddle of maple syrup was dripping and drizzling its way from the tops of our short stacks down to our plates. Sips of hot coffee punctuated each cushiony bite.
A break in routine had been the right choice, indeed.