Sometimes the fate of the universe depends on one pancake standing alone against a vast army of evil. At such times, we are what the gods call "boned".
Since the days of yore (and maybe even as far back as pre-yore) there have been plentiful proverbs about fish and dogs and bread and testicles--but not many about pancakes. I'm here to fill that gap.
All pancake pics are by poet, photographer, and knitting-needle ninja Heather Moore Niver.
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