This morning, my dad blessed us with a marvelous brunch. One of his favorite new kitchen hobbies is ebelskivers, or filled pancakes. What before I only heard described via Skype, I've now experienced. And wow! Are they yummy! We had our choice between strawberry jam-filled and apple-filled. Of course, I had both. I'm really thankful, too, that we left our stash of Vermont maple syrup with my parents, although I opted for agave nectar on mine.
The males in our family were especially pleased to have both bacon AND sausage with our brunch, as well as Pappy's perfect scrambled eggs. I added kefir to my ensemble, and a good time was had by all.
After refusing to follow my advice about using the Bosch to magically whip up the egg whites, Daddy called on me to finish fluffing them with the hand mixer. (sigh) He knows now. Anyway, after folding them in, the batter foretold of tasty times ahead.