My favorite holiday in England: Pancake Day! Otherwise known as Shrove Tuesday in these parts, it is the day before Ash Wednesday. In the states we call this Fat Tuesday or Mardi Gra... also called Carnival in some parts, but here in the good 'ol UK... it is PANCAKE DAY.
This is Tim and his assistant chef, Gaz, making crepes! On pancake day half the fun is getting multiple pans going at once and seeing who can flip the highest pancake :)
I had a hard time wrapping my mind around Pancake day for awhile, and wondered why we didn't actually consume (what I would call) pancakes but instead their thin French sister: the crepe. Apparently this is another area where my American English trips me up (other places include but are not limited to: what is fudge? Chips? Fries? Crisps? and of course the tepid milkshake). Those lovely thick and fluffy and my preference, blueberry dotted cakes fried in a pan that we, Americans, smother in maple syrup are not the pancakes to be enjoyed on pancake day. They eat crepes... that they call pancakes. What is a crepe? Answer: oh that's a french thing. Right. It is not a conversation that anyone is ever meant to win, but it sure is amusing to watch the words travel around in circles!
Although I think what STILL gets me about this celebration is that in a country that is reputed for nights out, and bases the level of expensiveness of foreign country on the price of a pint, is that one of the few days when it is socially acceptable in America to have a roaring night on the town (a proper piss-up) the Brits stay in and do the most domestic activity imaginable: make pancakes. I think that is hilarious, and I am not sure if I will ever be able to fully reconcile this phenomenon in my head. Pretty sure I will always find it kind of funny. :)
This is my lovely housemate Letty and I on pancake day, we had a great group, at least a dozen folk showed up to my house. Food, friends, laughter, music, and crazy traditions?!?! all of my favorite things. There wasn't any smoke surrounding us in the living room when this picture was taken, and I didn't doctor it, so I am not sure why it looks as it does... hmm... maybe because we're smokin hot!! maybe not, maybe just a blurry photo. hahaha
I don't want to skip over the main reason that I like this particular Tuesday in February, it is because the following day signals the beginning of Lent!! Lent is not just for Catholics!I really enjoy Lent, it seems to be the time of year when I most challenge myself to grow and learn in a new way. It is a chance to try something new, give something up that is a distraction. Learn. It is an awesome new start, a fresh start. Like New Year's Eve, but better! Because unlike New Years, Lent is not a new start to a calendar year, and the end of Lent, Easter, is a celebration of new life. That, my friends, is amazing.
I had a hard time wrapping my mind around Pancake day for awhile, and wondered why we didn't actually consume (what I would call) pancakes but instead their thin French sister: the crepe. Apparently this is another area where my American English trips me up (other places include but are not limited to: what is fudge? Chips? Fries? Crisps? and of course the tepid milkshake). Those lovely thick and fluffy and my preference, blueberry dotted cakes fried in a pan that we, Americans, smother in maple syrup are not the pancakes to be enjoyed on pancake day. They eat crepes... that they call pancakes. What is a crepe? Answer: oh that's a french thing. Right. It is not a conversation that anyone is ever meant to win, but it sure is amusing to watch the words travel around in circles!
Although I think what STILL gets me about this celebration is that in a country that is reputed for nights out, and bases the level of expensiveness of foreign country on the price of a pint, is that one of the few days when it is socially acceptable in America to have a roaring night on the town (a proper piss-up) the Brits stay in and do the most domestic activity imaginable: make pancakes. I think that is hilarious, and I am not sure if I will ever be able to fully reconcile this phenomenon in my head. Pretty sure I will always find it kind of funny. :)
I don't want to skip over the main reason that I like this particular Tuesday in February, it is because the following day signals the beginning of Lent!! Lent is not just for Catholics!I really enjoy Lent, it seems to be the time of year when I most challenge myself to grow and learn in a new way. It is a chance to try something new, give something up that is a distraction. Learn. It is an awesome new start, a fresh start. Like New Year's Eve, but better! Because unlike New Years, Lent is not a new start to a calendar year, and the end of Lent, Easter, is a celebration of new life. That, my friends, is amazing.