Delicious Deserts: My pancakes with oven-poached plums.
The skies are hanging grey and low today. Most of the trees in front of my window have finally lost their leafs and those that hadn’t, have been bent and broken by last week’s storm. People rush by, wrapped in thick coats, wearing silly hats. Red nosed and unappreciative of the beauty of autumn. It’s moments like these, where I sit in front of my window, wearing my thickest socks, spooning hot plum syrup over waver thin pancakes, that I feel at peace with the world. And for a few minutes my busy schedule expands and it is only me and a stack of pancakes, filled with succulent and tender plums, served drowned in a sticky sauce that tastes like cinnamon and that is warm. And my life is wonderful.