I was going to write a blog entry on Valentine's Day about Valentine's Day. However, seeing as I could no longer draw anything negative from my point of view, the piece would have been boring and unfair. But, today was a day far more epic in terms of concept: Shrove Tuesday, otherwise known as PANCAKE TUESDAY!
As well all know, Pancake Day originates in 1947, the year after Jesus rose from the dead and killed Hitler and his Nazi followers, not revealing he had done so until the last Tuesday of February 1947. They celebrated with pancakes that Jesus himself cooked. These pancakes were so delicious that mankind have been trying to make pancakes as good as those ever since. I decided that, for the first time, I would have a go at accomplishing this. My first attempt failed miserably, as did my second attempt. I was following the instructions of a highly-detailed, traditional recipe by Delia Smith. It ended up looking like something you'd get if you crossed Slimer from Ghostbusters with the Cloverfield monster.
However, after I viewed a 55-second how-to video on YouTube, I was able to make many perfect pancakes, which I consumed with sugar and ice cream. But not before filling the kitchen with smoke and probably nearly setting off the smoke alarm which, if you remember my first blog entry, is very fucking loud and would have resulted in my death at the hands of my rudely-awakened mother.
So, again. YouTube beats tradition. But then again, who the fuck thought otherwise?
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