Comfort food…Swedish pancakes are my definition of comfort food. That’s what I needed last night. I’ve been making these pancakes for a lot of years. They aren’t the easiest thing to make but so worth the effort.
If you’ve never had them…I’m sorry for you. They are like crepes, dinner plate sized, crispy edges, lightly golden and as thin as you can make them without tearing them when you flip them. My parents used to spread homemade applesauce over them before rolling them up. I prefer fresh chopped strawberries. Yum. Just yum.
I was looking forward to them after the work of making them…first time in my new kitchen. I made the batter, cleaned the strawberries and got out the fry pan.
Here is where it all began to fall apart. In my old kitchen I had a gas stove. In my new kitchen I have an electric stove. I’m used to pans heating up fast. I’m used to regulating the heat with one tiny motion of my hand. Very useful when making Swedish pancakes. But this new stove takes f.o.r.e.v.e.r to heat up. And then when it gets too hot and you want to turn it down just s smidgen? Forget about it. The first 2 pancakes were a total loss. The next one was an anemic looking one that ripped when I went to turn it over. About 20 minutes in I was cussing and missing my gas stove. I finally managed to make about three reasonably good ones…and that is when the batter ran out.
It was a lot of work for three pancakes. A lot of frustration to end up with only three pancakes. They were good. But cooking here in my new kitchen with its’ electric stove? Well that is going to take a lot of getting used to.
At least I wasn’t fighting ants on the counters too!