31 October 2013

A Pancake Breakfast


At the Touch of a Button

Today I am off the page in the realm of food blogging. I haven’t been home in over two weeks. I haven’t had a kitchen in nearly three months. Breakfast has gone from home cooked to oatmeal at McDonald’s or Chick-fil-a to scrambled eggs (if you want to call them that) at the Holiday Inn Express.

Now my exile is nearly over and I am celebrating with a morning exploration of something food related that fascinates me: the pancake machine on the Holiday Inn Express breakfast bar.

Technically this pancake machine is not a vending machine as there is no money directly involved in it’s operation; no slot to slip a coin or, these days, a credit card through. Still it intrigues me in the same way as those French Fry Vending machines I have written about in the past. After pushing a single clearly marked button at the lower left of the machine it drops dollops of batter to cook on a Teflon-coated conveyor belt, producing two hot, golden, moderately-sized pancakes in as little as 18 seconds each.


Pancake Photography – On the Go

I first discovered it here over a year ago when we were in transition from Washington to Tennessee. Back then I made a few pancakes and took a few pictures but really, it is difficult to capture my delight with this unusual food machine when photographing a couple of thin pancakes and a shiny puddle of syrup on a styrofoam plate.

Today we add dark clouds and rain to the mix. Yesterday my best point and shoot camera decided its memory card had a flaw. Still, pancakes are on my agenda for the day. Let’s see if I can share a glimpse of the intrigue.





They’re not bad but, then again, how great it would be if those pancakes tasted as good as they look!

2 comments:

grace said...

wow, those DO look great! i've never seen a pancake conveyor belt like that. what'll they come up with next? :)

Anonymous said...

Yum! Your pancake photos are making me hungry! Wonder if they will ever come up with one that will add optional ingredients, like blueberries, to the batter:)
Blessings, Aimee