These pancakes are almost identical to those insane ones they served at The Griddle (albeit about a quarter of the size - those things were huge - and happily served up minus the hour-and-a-half wait on the sidewalk next to some dude in an Ed Hardy shirt and his blonde, be-sunglassed, script-wielding girlfriend).
I ate these all weekend long, whenever the mood hit me. They take...maybe five minutes to make? Maybe.
This is an October morning in a bowl.
It happens all the time: I plan some kind of lovely, semi-elaborate meal that takes hours to prepare...and then, minutes before I'm ready to put everything out on the table, I remember that little carbohydrate issue.
Simple, inexpensive, and wonderfully leftover-generating, this is also the perfect busy-person meal...
