Pancakes In Heaven🍝

Every morning I come to the kitchen asking myself what to eat. The immediate answer of my stomach is evident: pancakes. There is a point at which pancakes become closer to dessert than breakfast, or perhaps they become an excuse for substituting one for the other.

A rich pancake, like those often served in Sweden, takes the paladar to a landscape, boosting the proportion of eggs, butter and sugar. The Swedes use a special pan for these plattar, as they are called, so that they are all the same size, which is smaller than American pancakes. The pancakes are so rich and delicious that they can be served with nothing more than a dusting of confectioners’ sugar. You can serve them with lingonberry (as usual), or other tart preserves (cranberry sauce is great), or even a little lemon juice. Yogurt or sour cream also complement the breakfast, as do any sweet jam or a celestial whipped cream.

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One of the reasons I want to go to heaven is to eat pancakes everyday, haha. This may sound banal, but the more I reflect on it, the most I agree: my desire is authentic, and therefore legal. And they should serve the best pancakes in heavenπŸ˜‹. Not anymore I will hide this desire for pancakes in the mornings. How much would it cost to make it happen? Is it to much $15 daily for God? According to Catholics, everything is possible to God…

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It is nice to be able to cook even in this cold isolation. Whatever is the emphasis, the most common restriction is to wear a mask. Superiors could impose rules on external aspects but will never stop our interior life-s. πŸ˜‹ I get 30% commission

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Dangerous marabouts? πŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸŽ“

Not all marabouts are dangerous. They use to be individuals who teach religious themes. We are talking about Quran here (at homeschools called daara’s). Kids should feel thankful for those marabouts that provide food, ceiling and teachings. Many of them do decent jobs, but some preasure kids to contribute to house’s income. Wikipedia call them child beggars, and there are around 50,000-10,000 in Senegal (a 16 million populated country).

They carry rice and sugar in small containers without a lid. Could they earn enough by selling?

I saw a room where they use to sleep. Lacking of beds and mattress, seemed austere to my western customs. The kids asked him if he had a pair of shoes to give away and he gave some food, so as to not give money (wich will end at marabouts hands).

It should be hot to be laboring under the African Sun. I remember this sun-phenomena we witnessed years ago… “Look at the sun” people start yelling while pointing there. The sun appeared “jumping” from one spot to the other, as in a diffuse vision. I painted a character inspired by this experience (“The Sundance”, as it is called in Bosnia Herzegovina). These experiences –and some thinking– resulted in my conversion to Catholicism:

Even when the sun bumps, sometimes fantasies are preferred than realities (like in this unicorn fantasy). This may be the optional escenario, to either live a different dream, or to not live at all. I hope situations like this change in the future: writing about it is just a first step.

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