Breakfast Food

Pancakes were a favorite Saturday breakfast. The cakes were large, the stacks tall, the syrup homemade maple. They didn’t last long. Each Saturday there was contest to see who could eat the most. Darrell usually claimed the crown.

Pancakes? Yes! Oatmeal? No way! JD still does not eat it. Thoughts of it still conjure memories of the smell of the silage that he had to load and take to the cattle before breakfast.