by Martha Stewart
1 cup all-purpose flour, (spooned and leveled)
2 Tbsp. sugar
2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
1 cup milk
2 Tbsp. unsalted butter, melted, or vegetable oil
1 large egg
Butter or oil for pan
Assorted toppings or mix ins: chopped bananas, toasted pecans, berries, mini chocolate chips
Soft butter and syrup
Preheat oven to 200˚; have a baking sheet ready to keep cooked pancakes warm in the oven. In a small bowl, whisk together flour, sugar, baking powder and salt; set aside.
In a medium bowl, whisk together milk, butter (or oil), and egg. Add dry ingredients to milk mixture; whisk until just moistened (do not over mix; a few small lumps are fine). If you are adding mix-ins, do so now.
Heat a large skillet or griddle over medium heat. Rub skillet with a little butter or oil on a paper towel.
For each pancake, spoon 2-3 Tbsp. of batter onto skillet, using the back of the spoon to spread batter into a round. (Or use one of those fancy pancake pens– which I don’t have or I would have provided photos to demonstrate. It’s on my wish list.)
Cook until surface of pancakes have some bubbles and a few have burst, 1 to 2 minutes. Flip carefully with a thin spatial and cook until brown on the underside, 1 to 2 minutes more. Transfer to baking sheet; cover loosely with aluminum foil, and keep warm in oven.
Continue oiling/buttering pan before each pancake pouring.
Top with butter, syrup, and/or fruit, nuts, etc.
I can’t help but sing the Jack Johnson song, Banana Pancakes, every time I make them! Do you know this song? It’s a great weekend, breakfast-making soundtrack. That entire album is. I looked up the lyrics so I could really sing along and realized that I really didn’t relate to it at all (except that I like to make banana pancakes), nor was it the most family friendly lyrically. So, for those of you who get to lie in bed on a weekday with your spouse and tempt him/her to stay in bed and take the morning slow and eat banana pancakes, then this might be your anthem. My anthem is more about choosing to wake up early so that we can steal a quiet hour of drinking coffee, chatting, reading and centering before the onslaught of children and busyness and tasks enter the scene. Unlike the song, our banana pancakes are requested by our children who devour them in 8 minutes. And after a “thanks for the pancakes” they are ready to move on to the next activity of the day. Nevertheless, I still play the song when we make Banana Pancakes.
It’s such fun to honor my teenager’s desire to sit around the table together and make a special Saturday breakfast memory. I don’t assume that this will always be the case, though with him, it just might.