Fried….Pancakes?

Just thinking about when I was a kid and helped my mom clean up after a dinner of fried chicken.  The next morning I smelled fried chicken cooking again and I thought that was a weird breakfast so I went into the kitchen to find my mom making pancakes… with the flour that I had returned into the flour canister the night before.  I was only six, how did I know there was seasoning in fried chicken flour?

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5 thoughts on “Fried….Pancakes?

  1. Hahahahahaha!

    Oh. I see Sonja already left that comment. 🙂 But that was my honest reaction!

    I just love your frequent, bite-sized blog posts, by the way. Love ’em.

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