Sunday Breakfast.

My dad has always made really great pancakes. It is somewhat of a tradition. Ever since we met and Mr. How Sweet  learned this, he always makes pancakes and asks, “are they as good as your dad’s pancakes?!” Obviously, I’m not answering that.

Like many other mornings, Mr. How Sweet made pancakes (it is National Pancake Day!) and he just begged me to post them.

He calls these “my pancakes that will kick your dads’ pancakes’ butt.’

I want no parts of this.

Stay tuned: Mr. How Sweet’s belated birthday dinner coming up next!