Lemon and sugar, anyone? Yesterday was Shrove Tuesday (Easter really is late this year)so there was the inevitable clamour for pancakes from Andy and Nerea. As I don't like the hot, greasy miasma that pervades the whole house after cooking them, they're a luxury food in our family, reserved for high days and holidays. Andy has a fairly good wrist action (accrued no doubt, through years of bowling in the cricket team) so he adopted his traditional role of tossing them part way through cooking. His dexterity with the frying pan resulted in just one landing on the floor.
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