Oh my, what big pancakes I have…
Potato Pancakes, Mère Blanc Style
Actually, I must confess that, in real life, these pancakes are actually quite small.
This, however, is not real life, but
bloggerland Wonderland, where these are giants among pancakes. Pancakes that, in true Alice-in-Wonderland style, say eat me. Well, make me first, then eat me. I, for one, am not going to argue with a giant pancake.
Having found myself with some stale-bread-turned-breadcrumbs at my disposal today, I was running through the various things that I could do with the breadcrumbs and hit upon the excellent idea of using them to make some glamorgan sausages for dinner. Glamorgan sausages are a type of a meatless sausage originally developed in Wales in the 19th century and revived during WW2 because of the general shortage of meat due to rationing. They have also been referred to as a “Poor Man’s Sausage” because of the lack of meat therein. However, it would be a distinct shame if these sausages were only ever considered as an option where meat was either not available or not affordable, because they are quite worthy of consideration in their own right. (But, hey, even if the recession is the motivating force behind getting these sausages on your plate, you will, I think, be glad once they get there!)
You may ask, how did this tradition get started? I’ll tell you! I don’t know. But it’s a tradition…
In these lines from the opening of Fiddler on the Roof, the character Tevye makes reference to the “just because” nature of all kinds of traditions. Doing things just because that’s the way they’ve always been done and kindof forgetting why.