Flipping pancakes brings me a satisfaction with life I cannot get from most other things.
I'm sure I have posted blogs about the Small Pleasures of Life before, but this is one of those pleasures.
I worked this morning, and that is what I did. Flipped pancakes. And it was oh-so-satisfying to make each pancake. Watching it bubble up, and flipping it perfectly, and getting it a golden brown colour.
Of course... after that, I had to watch it be demolished and mangled by a small child with inadequate table manners and an inability to handle cutlery.
But it was nice to cook them, anyway.
Other simple pleasures: watching someone wrestle a large bunch of helium balloons into a small car, being the first person to use a new tube of toothpaste, writing on a banana, clean sheets, a big hug from a good friend, receiving a letter in the mail...
xx
