Back in 2010, I got obsessed with pancakes. For two years, I made pancakes four and five times a week - sometimes twice a day. I took a lot of notes.
I was trying to impress an acrobat.
It had to be delicate enough to call cake, but substantial enough to get her through her workouts. It had to be reliably tender, whole grain, and high in protein. It had to be easy: ready to go by the time the griddle was hot. I tinkered endlessly with dozens of grains and meals, with techniques, proportions, and temperatures. I scrawled notes everywhere; it looked like an alchemist was turning lead into gold in my kitchen.
The acrobat said she’d marry me. (The photo is of the pancakes we gave as favors at our wedding.)
The cakes were popular in our neighborhood brunches, and people kept asking for more. Eventually, the demand became unreasonable, and in 2015, Susanna, my tenacious mother, convinced me to start a business.
Long Table Pancakes are my loveletter to breakfast, to an acrobat, and to you. Enjoy.