The First Pancake is Always Lumpy

PICTURED: This is my awkward lumpy mass, and I'm proud of it.

6 . 13 . 2024

keywords: blank page syndrome, pancakes, brunch, Wilhelmina

I thought too long about what the first post should be about--my favorite pastry? My core food memory? (Spicy, but still vague and properly anonymized) Tales of Gourmet Kitchen Goss?

The first post is pretty monumentous, and sets the tone for the whole ordeal going forward. So obviously I spent way too long stewing over this without writing anything at all.

But one recent bleary, god-forsaken Saturday brunch service alerted me to the answer: as I dribbled the first dollop of buttermilk batter into Wilhelmina--one of my two lucky saucepans at that particular kitchen--groggily watched it froth, and then quickly discarded the awkward, lumpy mass before preparing the next, real, proper pancake.

(If Wilhelmina could speak about the stories behind all her many dents and battle scars, she would probably just never stop screaming.)

Anyway, my point is: the first pancake is always a bit weird, but it tastes just as good as the ones that follow--you just have to start cooking in order to see what you're working with. So here I go!

I'm Chef Suzette, and I'm here to hopefully serve up some of the chaotic tips, charms, wards, and insights I've gleaned from moonlighting in some of the sweatiest and most cortisol-filled kitchen establishments this fine city has to offer. Welcome to my blog!!

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I'm Suzette (she/they)--
an over-kneaded and over-proofed pastry chef doing my best to share a spoon of whatever crumbs of culinary wisdom I've managed to scrape from the city's top kitchens.
I hope yer hungry, because I’m starving...
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