Ok, so we are all aware of my desire to travel around America.
This is not new information to anyone. What is new, are the new lengths I now appear to be willing to go to in order to find funding for a trip this year. It, however, seems no one else is happy to commit to the ideas:
Dave doesn’t want to sell the house (something about life security?).
My mum and Dad don’t want to cash in on their life insurance policy (selfish).
My sister seems to really like her son. He is, apparently, not for sale…..(I am a monster).
And no-one in work wants to buy any of my internal organs. How about external organs? Are these a thing? What are they going for on the black market now-a-days? (I want to travel is style.)
So I’m stuck, and I feel a little lost. We’ve agreed that we will go in 2016 and drive the East Coast but that’s so far away. I have cravings like I’ve never had….and I have had major cravings in the past. But nothing like this.
I am not a high powered, high paid, quirky, emotionally unstable (too easy!) Boston lawyer who lives with her smart mouthed, big haired room mate.
I do not have five friends who spend all their time in my apartment in New York, which I can afford because my Nan’s lease is rent controlled.
Nor am I a girl with two guy friends who work in a pizza place.
It would appear however that I watched too much TV as a teenager and that I have lost the fingertip grip of reality my parents tried to instil in me. I just can not let go of the feeling that I should have been born in an American sit com.
People believe that they are born in the wrong time – me the wrong place.
“So Jess, what would you do (WWJD) should you stumble across a big ass bag of cash?”
I would obviously hand it in. Then when they returned it to me as a reward for being so honest, I would go out for tea, because well… I’d be hungry from all the excitement… I would then travel through and across America and eat every where I could. I could cook with all the amazingly fresh farmer’s market produce. I would drink in the bars with my friends and I would cook all the food (all the food..? in the world..?) and have friends over and have BBQs and go pumpkin picking and we would dress up for Halloween. …and then, I remember.
The reason I love these shows. The reason I live my life consistently through them is because of the people. The friends, the families, relationships good and bad. The stories and situations they create. They all happen because of the people. The people make those shows I so desperately want to be a part of. If I upped and left – Dave under one arm and a puppy dog under the other, I wouldn’t have what those TV shows thrive on. Because they would all be here. Living the TV show life we created for ourselves right here. They would be going to pizza places, hanging round in each others places, and being borderline emotionally unstable with each other. Without me. Because I would be in America chasing the dream I have here, in a different accent. Slightly smaller and slightly more British but no less TV show worthy.
Todays after school special kids, is to take a minute, and realise you are exactly where you are meant to be, when you are meant to be there. So make pancakes and have your friends over and make TV worthy moments.
Lemon and Vanilla Pancakes
- 130g (1 cup) plain flour
- 2 tablespoons sugar
- 1 teaspoon baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon bicarbonate soda
- Pinch salt
- 250ml (1 cup) buttermilk
- 1 large egg
- 2 tablespoons butter, melted
- 1 1/2 teaspoons Vanilla extract
- Zest of half a lemon
- 1 tablespoon of butter and 1 tablespoon of sunflower oil for frying
- Maple Syrup
- Mix the dry ingredients in a small bowl so everything is combined.
- Whisk the egg, melted butter, vanilla and buttermilk together in a separate bowl, and stir in the dry ingredients until just combined. A few lumps is fine.
- Stir in the lemon zest.
- Leave for 5 minutes. The batter should look like a thick (maybe a bit lumpy) mouse. It should appear for want of a better word delicate.
- Heat a frying pan, I used non stick and melt butter and add the oil. Swirl around the pan and drain off the excess and keep.
- Scope 2 tablespoon amounts (I used and ice-cream scoop) into the frying pan and fry on a medium low heat.
- When the top starts to bubble the pancakes are ready to flip.
- Cook for another 1-2 minutes and keep warm in the oven on a low heat.
- Grease the pan again with the left over butter/oil mix and repeat the scoop, fry flip - keep warm routine until all the batter is gone.
- Pile on a plate, drown in syrup and inhale with coffee and banter.
- You could add blueberry's, raspberry's or even chunks of white chocolate, when the tops begin to bubble. Definitely add white chocolate chunks.
Adapted from Emeril Lagasse
Also, do you think a rich American man will be willing to marry me and let me bring Dave and our puppy dog too? How many rich, single, relationshiply unconventional American men is this blog reaching? My guess is A LOT…..!! My dad has a saying about getting married and leaving out the sex… it’s normally said at inappropriate times to wildly inappropriate people, but I’m being to think it may have legs….