…a quick addition to my previous post about Boy on the Edge. One of my favorite scenes in this book is at the very beginning when Emily makes Henry rye pancakes:
“The warm pancake, soaked with melted butter, tasted even better than it smelled; its softness on the tongue, the mild taste of cinnamon or herbs or something, sent a gentle shiver through him, a rush of pleasure he’d never felt.”
I love this description because it made me associate Emily with these rye pancakes for the rest of the novel. I think it’s really kind of amazing how the author does this. Also, now I really want to try those pancakes.
Here’s what looks like a possibly legit recipe:
http://icecook.blogspot.com/2006/01/icelandic-pancakes-pnnukkur.html
If anyone has any knowledge of Icelandic cooking, please comment, I am intrigued.
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