Earlier in the week, I mixed some dough at the same time my wife started her own loaf of bread. I deferred and proofed it in the fridge so she could bake that night.
The next morning, I took the dough out to proof and bake. However, the day turned out to be a traffic jam of meetings. By the time I had a moment to breathe, the dough was completely over-proofed.
In the past, I would try to salvage the mess by adding fresh flour to make two loaves of bread. However it’s a gamble, and I’ve been on a losing streak.
I went with the guaranteed route.
On Tuesday morning, my daughter and I pulled out the dough (now batter) added a couple of eggs, a little milk, olive oil, some sugar, and a touch of baking soda.
We made a couple of full-size pancakes. Then I realized she’s old enough.
Time for her to flip these things!
We poured out a smaller pancake. At first, we used a silicone spatula with a short handle, but she accidentally brushed her finger against the rim of the pan.
She’s a tough girl, but no need to burn another finger. We pulled out the wooden spatula. The head wasn’t as sharp but had a long handle.
A mountain of pancakes later, she finished making breakfast.
As always, the kids enjoyed their meal of pan-fried dough, topped with butter and honey.
And I got this post to mark a momentous occasion in her life.
