This Swedish Pancake recipe was on our fridge (on yellow legal paper) my entire childhood– so that if we had a babysitter Saturday night we could still have our usual supper.
I remember my mom’s note:
The first one is always poorly.
Too greasy (or, in today’s case, too dry) so we gave it to the dog.
I think this reminder applies to more than just pancakes. Don’t be discouraged, keep going. Lacy edges and winter-pale delights are minutes away.