Today, we returned home from a week and a half of family travels around the UK for my work and celebrated with a stack of pancakes for Shrove Tuesday. I love pancake day (International Bloggers ... is this a global tradition or just something we do in Britain?) and remember it fondly from my childhood as the day we had dessert as our main meal and could put as much sugar as we liked on too. There's nothing quite like all those sugary crumbs soaking up the lemon juice. Baby B seems to have inherited my taste for all things sour and ate his soaked in lemon (but of course without the sugar mountains since he's only nine months old!).