Sunday Mornings....

Mean pancakes! Daddy is in the kitchen right now whipping up a batch of delicious pancakes. I remember as a child, my parents in the kitchen making Sunday breakfast. Mom was in charge of the bacon and Dad was in charge of the pancakes much the same as it is in my kitchen today. I can still smell the scent of coffee and bacon in the air...or am I smelling it now?

I am off to grind some coffee beans for fresh coffee....