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FLIPPIN’ RIDICULOUS PANCAKES Like most women on boats the main duty of food preparation and cooking falls to me. Like you I sometimes get a bit tired of it so it’s moments like these I truly appreciate the following words from the skipper, “Don’t worry Blossom, I’ll do it!”
Well the other morning I was blessed with one such offer about halfway through cooking up some pancakes for breakfast. I said, “Are you sure you want to do this?” The Skipper replied, “You bet, but how do I know when they are cooked?” “That’s easy,” I said, “Just wait for the little bubbles to appear, and then flip the pancake over.” |
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Right: what a flippin’ mess |
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I rushed to his aid and helped recover the pancake while smirking at the downturned face. Grant had not realised there is quite a skill to tossing large pancakes. I don’t think he will be offering to do this job again in a hurry! I think if it had been later in the day a large whiskey would have been in order, instead I opted to clean up the awful mess and make him a cuppa. I had to have a picture of this mess, so Grant showed me how to use his lovely camera. I am pretty pleased with the outcome. |
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I normally make quite large pancakes, the size of my small frypan. I had already poured the batter into the pan and made sure Grant could see the little bubbles appearing. I sat down to eat my pancake from the previous batch (smothered in freshly stewed apples and currants). I had my back to the galley when the skipper exclaimed “Oh No, I missed!!!!” He had tried to flip the pancake (not quite cooked enough) and had missed. The pancake was half hanging out of the pan. Batter was everywhere, all over the stove, all over Grant and the floor. |
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HAIR TODAY—GONE TOMORROW The scariest thing I have ever encountered while cruising is getting a haircut. You may laugh but it is very true. You never get to see the same hairdresser twice and there are some where this is a blessing. The worst haircut I ever had was from Redcliffe (in Brisbane, Queensland) back in 2006. I remember returning to Scarborough marina where our American friend Dave rubbed my head and said “You’ve been attacked by a buzz saw!” I had asked for a trim and ended up looking like a skin head. I was so devastated that I didn’t get my hair cut again for 2 years. |
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Left: Grant, flippin’ miserable |