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lokie

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We use one of these. Perfect every time. Well, she makes them so that may have something to do with it..

Except ours starts with a full top of bacon
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At times my grandma would fire up a griddle and comence to cooking buckwheat pancakes.
When the kids were over I'm sure she would have liked to have one of these.



Jail breakfast is not much to brag about, the pancakes are cold.


Some don't have time to sit and eat so they take them on the go.


Some folks get creative.
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tangerinegreen555

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I know what you call pancakes... they are just flapjacks everywhere else.
The real treats are proper crepes. Dutch style... pannekoeken or like we call it over here pannekoek. (pancake)
You can bribe my wife with the stuff.. its a thin crepe with sugar and cinnamon sprinkled over.
Incredibly easy to make too. You need like 3 ingredients for the most basic versions.



https://feastandwest.com/2014/05/07/south-african-pannekoek/
I looked up an English recipe for you.
I know they look thin and finicky, but we teach our kids to make these in first grade.
Looks a lot like Hungarian palacsinta.

I'll bet there's 20 different versions depending on where you came from.

who the fuck doesn't like pancakes?

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Gary Goodson

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At times my grandma would fire up a griddle and comence to cooking buckwheat pancakes.
When the kids were over I'm sure she would have liked to have one of these.



Jail breakfast is not much to brag about, the pancakes are cold.


Some don't have time to sit and eat so they take them on the go.


Some folks get creative.
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The last gif really made me lol. It caught me off guard because I wasn’t expecting our old pal dickbutt.
 

whitebb2727

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The crazy Norse and Swedes will go from a sauna to rolling in the snow, and back. I would have a heart attack.
A buddy and I showed up to do a job for a Norse guy and it was like 15 or 20 outside. We we're insulating a shop for the guys guy's wife. We we're freezing and he fired the wood burner up for us. For like an hour before that the guy was outside in nothing but shorts and flip-flops. I asked if he was cold and he said no.
 

doublejj

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I know what you call pancakes... they are just flapjacks everywhere else.
The real treats are proper crepes. Dutch style... pannekoeken or like we call it over here pannekoek. (pancake)
You can bribe my wife with the stuff.. its a thin crepe with sugar and cinnamon sprinkled over.
Incredibly easy to make too. You need like 3 ingredients for the most basic versions.



https://feastandwest.com/2014/05/07/south-african-pannekoek/
I looked up an English recipe for you.
I know they look thin and finicky, but we teach our kids to make these in first grade.
Here in Cali we do this with flour tortillas....yum
 

neosapien

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Let's be fair here. Marriage, vows aside, is essentially a 'contract'
between two people - a give and take if you will - that have agreed to
support each other to their mutual benefit and with mutual respect or, at
the very least, a seamless simulation.

For my part, I work to support you and remain faithful while you spend
your time castigating me in public and on internet forums. Proudly crowing
about your level of intoxication, just how many beers you consumed and
joints you smoked, in addition to the 80 or so pounds of extra ballast
you've gained, is not exactly what I'd call mutual respect. Nor has it
done anything to endear you to the audience that has to endure you
slurring and screeching out your songs during Karaoke. You think I'm a
drag because I'm trying to save you from your ritual of public humiliation
when, in fact, I'm trying to save what's left of your dignity in the
community - the drunk is always the last one to realize just how drunk
they are.

While you may think I'm stupid and oblivious to your criticism of the
person that supports your ability to drink, smoke and fornicate with
anyone and everyone who has some of their schwag to share, I did not get
to where I am by being unobservant.

As to your so-called new 'friends' and leaving me at home next week, is
there any chance you'd commute my sentence to mere divorce and make this a
permanent arrangement before my credit cards are reduced to a pool of
molten plastic?

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ouch.
 
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