I cook breakfast on the weekends. On Saturdays I alternate between pancakes and waffles, often accompanied by sausages or bacon. Sometimes my husband sings a bit of the John Denver song: "I've got me a fine wife, I've got my old fiddle, when the sun's comin' up I've got cakes on the griddle....Thank God I'm a country boy." (Yes, I asked him if I can tell people he does that, because no one else would ever hear him do such a thing.)
Monday, March 23, 2009
Cakes on the Griddle
I cook breakfast on the weekends. On Saturdays I alternate between pancakes and waffles, often accompanied by sausages or bacon. Sometimes my husband sings a bit of the John Denver song: "I've got me a fine wife, I've got my old fiddle, when the sun's comin' up I've got cakes on the griddle....Thank God I'm a country boy." (Yes, I asked him if I can tell people he does that, because no one else would ever hear him do such a thing.)
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Wow. I've...never heard him sing. That's awesome!
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