Yes, pancake–singular–for dinner.
After the metric ton of Indian food I had for lunch yesterday, I was craving something sweet. Since Gene begs me for pancakes on a daily basis, I decided that it was the perfect time to try making a Dutch baby. I had never had one before, but the creepy/cute name and the fact that it’s a GIANT OVEN PANCAKE COVERED IN POWDERED SUGAR was incredibly tempting.
The dutch baby was delicious! It was lightly sweet and eggy; crisp yet tender. Less a pancake than a pancake-French toast hybrid, really. This would be the perfect breakfast to serve guests/friends crashing at your house after a night of drinking–it’s much easier to make than traditional pancakes, but it’s really impressive in person (as I mentioned, it’s a GIANT OVEN PANCAKE COVERED IN POWDERED SUGAR). I squeezed some fresh lemon juice over mine, which gave the pancake a refreshing, melt-in-your-mouth quality. Kind of like eating lemon bars for breakfast (dinner) without feeling disgusting.