I remember the first time I ever saw a Martha Stewart Living magazine. I was probably 12 or 13. I believe it was a Wal-Mart. My mom bought the issue for us to share. The cover featured a lovely bouquet of purple flowers, violets, I think. I remember Martha's editorial addressed a reader's question of why Martha was always pictured on the cover. Martha explained that she had been a teen model and besides this issue has flowers on the cover and no Martha. (Isn't that so Martha?)
After that first issue, I discovered that Martha was on tv for half an hour on Saturday mornings. I really loved those shows the most. The content was perfectly edited to only the best and most interesting. I had a subscription to Martha Stewart Living for many years. I tore out the recipes, articles and photos that I liked and saved them. Pasted on construction paper. In binders. (That was a painful admission.) But a few years ago I tired of the magazine (and the archiving) and canceled my subscription. Martha Stewart Living is and always has been a beautifully photographed and designed magazine that I believe inspired many of the magazines we now have today.
Before all of her legal trouble people mostly complained that Martha set the standards too high for the average person. This never really bothered me. I never felt that Martha would admonish me for not doing everything the best way. She made suggestions on how we could live a little better, how to make the everyday a little finer, a little more enjoyable, not unlike the Arts and Crafts Movement. In Martha's world of haricots verts, I'm happy to munch on green beans and I think she'd understand.
So what's the point of this confession anyway? Well a few months back, I decided to start a cooking blog. I could have just posted here about food but that wasn't the point of this blog. Plus, I'd be a little too much like Martha if I tried to do everything and I didn't want the comparison. (Who was comparing? I don't know.) So I did both blogs. But it got to be too much. And I realized how silly I was being, Martha is fabulous and I shouldn't be ashamed of my adoration. So here is my first cooking related post on the LulaLouise blog.
Shockingly, some people don't know how to make pancakes. I discovered this one morning after a high school slumber party. Fortunately, my Dad taught me to pancakes at a pretty young age and breakfast was saved. There are two crucial steps.
1. To check that the griddle is hot, sprinkle with a little water. If it sizzles, it's ready.
2. Flip the pancake after the bubbles start to pop. See the photo below. The timing depends on the thickness of the batter and the temperature of the skillet.
That's really all you need to know.