mmm... PANCAKES!

this morning on my way to work i craved pancakes something fierce! i even started salivating as i imagined myself showing up to work with an electric griddle, a spatula, a box of pancake mix and syrup. i am so doing that one day!

then, of course because this is how my brain works, i started filtering through the words that had come up-- thinking:

pancake mix-- yeah that one i bought the other day is really good. i should have pancakes for dinner tonight

syrup-- oh but don't forget to stop at the store and get more mrs. butterworth... oh and maybe some turkey sausage links too... YES!

griddle- oh it's too bad that i don't have a griddle. that reminds me of a story (doesn't everything remind me of a story??) yeah COPPERTON PARK!

do i have to coolest parents or what-- check this out:

every so often, usually on a really early saturday morning in the summer, my parents would pack us in the car with loads of food and drive 20 minutes up bingham canyon to copperton park (located on the west side of utah valley).

situated in the heart of the town was copperton park, with fantastic swings, huge tires to climb on and little fake pyramid types things that had little tunnels in them. we LOVED this park!

so we'd all pile out of the car with our bags of food, dump them on the chosen picnic table and race each other to the playground. and while we were off chasing each other down the slide or singing camp songs at the top of our lungs on the swings, my parents would cook up the BEST breakfast EVER!

cooked on the gas-lit griddle were pancakes, sausage, bacon and eggs. then we also had cut fruit and fresh orange juice. man- i pay good money to have a breakfast like that these days-- but this... this was just a typical saturday morning in our family!

i can still feel the cold morning air on my legs in shorts- i can still hear roger yelling at me to come check out something weird he found in one of the tunnels or my dad and that whistle of his to tell us that breakfast was ready. and nothing tastes quite as good when you are eating it on a splintery picnic table on paper goods surrounded by the best family ever!

ahh the memories. now i've made my cravings unbearable... dinner tonight is going to ROCK my world!