PMS...Pancakes..Muffins...SYRUP.

For some reason, I'm having horrible sugar cravings. Well, not just any reason. Reasonably certain it's PMS. Sorry for dragging my lady bits into the blog, but when all I can think about is carbs and the syrup I want to cover them in - it's what ends up on here.

Paleo is treating me well. One jeans size, 2 inches, 4 pounds...and a partridge in a pear tree. Once I get past these sugar cravings again, I think I'll be golden and back on the path of gluten-free righteousness. Until then, I'll be having unclean(eating) thoughts about a stack of buttermilk pancakes from Kerbey Lane.

Truer words were never spoken.

In case I haven't mentioned it - I love to cook. Not just for myself, but for guests in our home, my coworkers, total strangers - you name it, I love to cook. In my random watchings of the Food Network, I heard it said that cooking is a way to show your love and appreciation for people. I greatly agree - anyone can stop and pick up some flowers, when you spend time in the kitchen and take time out of your day to make something for someone, it's highly personal.





All that to say, this made me smile. It's true. Pancakes do make people happy.