real maple syrup.

grade b?
yeah.
it's actually more mapley than the exxxtra-fancy clearwater amber jauns.
i want that burly brownglass thickness, neighbors,
and i want it on my breakfast.
that's the correct way to activate a barbarian morning,
with thick-slab discs of custom first-meal hottness.
there's just one thing that makes a long day tolerable-
a hearty start of treatsy sweetness, fresh off the griddle.
y'know?
that's right.
what do we flap when we jack?
panniecakes!
teleport:

you already should be aware that resting the batter makes the whole thing
way more expert than just stirring and pouring ever could.
that's a fact.
y'gotta let it chill out in the fridge,
and deactivate for more activation.
it seems like that shouldn't be a thing,
but it realllllllly is.
i mean,
first and foremost,
i whisk it all together,
the flour, the oats, the salt, the sugar, the baking-style pow-pow and the soda;
the ground oats and the pulverized coconut....
and i curdle the soymilk with lemon and oil,
and pour in a plethora of vanilla, too.
so really,
by the time the vegan sour cream and the melted butteriness get folded in,
the whole battery batch is one heck of a delicious prospect;
but then,
we let it rest awhile.
so it can relax, and get ready to hit that searing hot pan,
and blow the F* up into a puffy manly griddler of utmost excellence.
it's the chill-out that lets the gluten go easy, and the moisture to marry into
the more absorptive elements,
and tie the whole overall awesomeness into one cohesive fighting force for flavor.
it makes for the ultimate buttery skin, and the meltiest fluffy centers.
duders,
i always want to eat at least four of  'em.
also,
i don't really measure amounts,
other than to make sure there's too much of it all.
c'mon.
i know there will be four for me,
and i'll add a scoop of everything if you're coming by, as well.
*
anyway,
that's the bright spot.
no doubt about it.
a full stack of 'cakes,
with that grade b tree blood
for an A+ in the nutrients department.
i take my happiness where i can get it,
and i get it going when i'm up early (always)
and ready to activate a by-request breakfast for my favorite professional food appreciator.
that's no joke.
when i have a morning guest, i'll occasionally take a request-
and if it happens to be the best kind of food for my face,
i'll even make exxtra.
yup.
i'll make a plateful of pannies for me and my very own amber,
if you're nearby,
you'll know it's us-
a couple of hungry hungry hippos-
just listen for the sound of forks scraping, and teeth gnashing,
as a pair of wild savages dominate every available morsel on our plates;
we're tag-team championship mealtime contenders,
a powerhouse duo of gluttonous goodness.
she's a lady, and i'm a tramp,
but together, we're two pigs in a sty,
but, like,
in the BEST possible way;
never quiet, never soft.....