When Hubby and I got married it was a fairly easy transition. We both came from farm families. Both of our moms had small jobs that brought extra income into the home but not a lot and their primary roll was to take care of the family and household.
We both came from larger families. I have 4 siblings…he has 5. We both came from families where there is a large spread between the oldest and youngest siblings. We both were the younger children.
Our families had similar work ethic. Our families both had similar values.
For the most part….we were evenly matched. We should have made an easy transition and as I said, for the most part, we did. There was one problem though…PANCAKES!! Yep, pancakes is where we have BIG differences.
When we were first married I was a nice solicitous wife. I would ask what he wanted to eat for supper and make it. (I gave up on that years ago) Well Hubby said he wanted pancakes. I said -I was sorry. We couldn’t have pancakes. We didn’t have bananas. Hubby didn’t think anything of it. I went to town a couple days later. I bought bananas. That night I made pancakes. Hubby smiled at my “cooking”. They asked for syrup. I asked what he meant, syrup?? I was so confused. He said- Ya-Syrup for my pancakes. I was totally confused.
After talking we realized that each of our families ate pancakes differently.
My family ate pancakes with a banana mixture poured over the top of them…kind of like the picture shown.
My mom grew up during the Depression era. Her family was very poor. When bananas at the grocery store were deeply discounted at the grocery store, my mom’s family would buy them. The best ones they used to make a “sauce”. My mom made it for us as kids too. She would take a sauce/dessert cup and slice bananas into it. They she would sprinkle brown sugar over the top of the bananas. When we were ready to eat she would pour a little bit of milk over the top. That was often our dessert. The worst bananas were used many to make banana bread. The in between bananas my mom’s family used for pancakes.
The recipe for that goes something like this…Mush up some slightly browned bananas. Sprinkle sugar over the top of them. Put milk over the top of that. Stir it up and pour that over your pancakes. I love it. My siblings loved it and for the most part, my own kids liked it.
Hubby’s family didn’t eat pancakes like that at all. First off….Pancakes were eaten most Saturday nights. Saturday lunch was a meal that included all the leftovers from the week. Then Saturday night was pancakes and Sunday started a whole new cycle of meals.
Hubby’s mom made her own pancake syrup. It was a mixture of 1 cup sugar, 1 cup of brown sugar and one cup of water mixture together then put on the stove to boil. Once boiled it was ready to be served over the pancakes. The syrup was always warmed….at least this is how Hubby tells it.
So being both of our families ate pancakes so differently, how do you think our kids ate them….a mix of both ways.
We do eat pancakes at any given meal. We don’t eat them only for breakfast. In fact the picture above was Friday night supper. I always make banana mush for my pancakes. Hubby doesn’t eat it. Hubby often makes his “syrup” and eats his pancakes that way. As for our kids….Kelli and Kayla have been syrup girls. The boys, Karl and Buck, have been banana mush eaters…and Kalissa eats both, in fact, sometimes both on the same pancake at the same time…UGH.
It’s funny how families blend when couple get together. I’m so glad that one of our biggest challenges about blending came over pancakes and not something more serious.