I did not misspell spooky in the headline of this blog. That’s right. I meant to write “shpooky.” After all, my Italian American relatives can’t say spooky. They say shpooky. In fact, my zia famously referred to houses that one of her children considered buying 30 minutes away from hers as “shpooky” because they had wooded areas in the backyard and nearby. Apparently, it’s shpooky to live amid nature – not to mention that far away from your mamma. Who knew? Well, now we all know. Zia certainly said, “Shpooky house,” enough. Since then, we all say, “shpooky” even if English is our native language. When I cleverly made these pancakes for my son (at least I think they’re clever), I called them “shpooky ghosts.” I used mini M&Ms, which I attached with a dot of Nutella for the eyes. I did not use any form or cookie cutter or anything. I just dumped the batter into the pan and worked with whatever shape came out. Of course, more careful moms could be a little neater with the Nutella. And the Halloween-appropriate Monsters Inc. dish was a bonus. In conclusion, I just want to wish you the shpookiest Halloween ever!
My husband and I love ourselves a good ol’ American breakfast. Pancakes have always brought us – and our friends and family – together, even in the darkest of times. So, when it’s time to celebrate or throw a pity party (take your pick), I usually surprise my loved ones with these sweet treats. When I travel to Italy, I’m often found slaving by the stove making American pancakes for Italian friends and family. They can’t get enough of them. Besides, I have learned – from my mom – that you feed the ones you love. Of course, you want to feed them something yummy to boot.
You can read more about pancake surprises in today’s blog on the About.com Newlyweds site that I write.