I’m not going to lie, I’m way more interested in food romances than the love of fictional characters. You’ve never heard of food romances? I’m sure you know what I’m talking about…
- Peanut Butter and Chocolate.
- Cookies and Milk.
- Grilled Cheese and Tomato Soup.
- Fish and Chips.
- Biscuits and Honey.
Two that work far better together than they ever could alone. It’s the foundation of every good chick flick… and the foundation of every good meal. For reals.
Last night, Kayla was hanging around my door with her mind on breakfast.
“Ughhh… It’s Easter tomorrow. I’m so hungry. I want Hot Cross Buns… but I don’t even like them. We should totally get Hot Cross Buns for breakfast. Or pancakes. I actually like pancakes…”
Her voiced trailed off as she left my room, deciding I was too distracted by my work to respond. She may have left, but her words hung untethered in my subconsious. Hot cross buns. Pancakes. Hot cross buns. Pancakes. Hot cross buns. Pancakes. Hot cross pancakes.
“Hey. What about Hot Cross Pancakes?!?” I heard myself yell down the hall.
Her head popped around the corner. For some reason she reminded me of that Wac-a-Mole game.
“Is that even a thing? Because.. I want that!”
A quick Google search uncovered a series of Hot Cross Pancake recipes from people who had shipped (romantically matched) the two foods long before we had. We were so excited to find a recipe that we weren’t even mad our idea wasn’t an original.
This morning we married hot cross buns and pancakes. We took a bow and reveled in our genius as our taste buds applauded and called for an encore.