Friday, March 19, 2010

Silas's Sausage Pancakes

One Saturday morning/afternoon I woke up to find Silas had already risen. This so happens so rarely on Saturdays that I figured he must be up to something. Saturday is the only day Silas ever gets to sleep in so there was clearly something out of the ordinary going on. I was right. I came down stairs and approached the kitchen. Silas stood suspiciously in the door way, spatula in hand,  blocking my path.

Me: 'Morning, Babe.
Silas: 'Morning, Honey.
I move to pass him, he moves to block my way.
Me: How are you, did you sleep well?
Silas: I'm great. How about yourself.
Me: I'm fine.
Again I move to get into the kitchen. Silas smirks and blocks my path.
Me: Are you cooking something?
Silas: Yup.
Me: Am I allowed to see?
Silas: Nope.
Me: Ok then.
Silas: It will be ready soon, go do something.

And so I went about my merry way. You know, doing things I usually do on Saturday mornings. Things like lounging around in my bathrobe, liking all my friends' pictures on facebook, alerting the twitterverse that my husband won't let me in the kitchen. You know, important things. Meanwhile there are delectable smells coming from the kitchen. I feel the need to yell in the direction of the kitchen.

Me: It smells amazing! Is it almost ready?
Me: Whatever! *pause* Man!
Silas: "Man!" just doesn't have the same ring to it.
Me: Shut your face, MAN!
Silas: PFT! Make me!
Me: I'm done talking to you!
Silas: Good, I'm busy anyway!
Me: Fine!
Silas: FINE!

I giggle a little bit. My husband is so cute. I'll admit. Sometimes I get a kick out of teasing him until he frowns at me. 'Cause, you know, his pout is pretty much the cutest. *fans self* Ok, end husband gushing. Sometimes I just can't help it. I mean, he's adorable, Italian, AND he cooks. Hopefully all of these traits will be passed on to my Italian baby.

Soon Silas emerges from the kitchen with a big plate of cheesy, sausagey pancakes and a bowl of sour cream. I look up with wonder at my husband, who is positively beaming. Then we ate the entire batch of pancakes. And we haven't even gotten dressed yet. Oh yes, it's going to be a good day.

Since that fateful Saturday when Silas decided to do a little inventing I've made his sausage pancakes twice and each time I wondered why I don't make these everyday for breakfast. And I don't even like eating breakfast. So I'm going to share with you the super simple yet amazing recipe.

Well, sort of. Start out with your favorite pancake recipe. Silas insists that we only ever use the Joy of Cooking recipe for pancakes. So that is what I begin with. Because I'm a good wife.
Then add one cup of shredded cheddar cheese (use sharp for an extra little kick) and one tube of ground sausage, cooked. We tend to use pork sausage, but beef would work just as well, I imagine.
Then plop a couple pancakes on your griddle. Thick and lumpy is perfection in this case.
See that glorious golden brown? Oh, so lovely!
Look at this. An entire plate of deliciousness! (Ignore the two I burned.)
Ok, so next is my favorite part. Take a big dollop of sour cream and drop it on top. (If you're feeling extra skinny you can substitute maple syrup for the sour cream. I've done this before and it's a nice combination of sweet, savory and spicy!)
Now, I like to smear the sour cream all over the top and then take yummy, dainty bites with my fork. Like so.
Not Silas. He smears sour cream on them and rolls them up like a taco.
And then tries to see how much of it he can fit in his mouth in one go.
It's really pretty adorable.

So there you have it. The best breakfast food. Ever. And to think, if I hadn't married my husband I would never have experienced this awesomeness! Let me know if you try these - I'd love to hear what you think.


  1. My brother calls me "woman". I have yet to think of a good comeback, cause Silas is right, "man!" just doesn't have the same ring to it :P

  2. Dang, that sounds good. I looovee sausage wrapped in pancakes, i bet this way would be awesome. I'm going to have to try it soon.

  3. Kudos to him. I wish all men could cook hahaha sausages wrapped in pancakes sound so GOOD. Especially for a weekend morning :)

  4. That looks super yummy! I have always believed that men cook way better than women, at least they do in my family. =)

  5. Those look so yummy! I will have to fix them this Saturday.

    Carrie- I have the same "problem". A guy friend of mine calls me "woman", but "man" just doesn't have the same ring to it. I guess we should consider ourselves privileged that ours has a ring.

  6. That sounds delicious. I'm going to start sharing my own adventures in cooking on my own blog

    Now I'm going to try this one!
    Have you heard about Paula Deen's Ladies Brunch Sandwich?


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