To get a new identity and face and move to a new country?

[SurpriseItsMeHorseyNeighNeigh]

Just that, really.

I went for a brunch with some Mums from my oldest's new class. I chose pancakes, a safe choice. Or so I thought.

They came with a cute little meringuy decoration on top. I started with that. I cut it in 2, put it my mouth and realised that it was butter. I looked up and made eye contact with one of the Mums. She looked slightly horrified. I had no choice but swallow.

I hesitated between eating the other half like a boss while maintaining eye contact and praying that things don't start to slide down or up before the end of th e brunch or using the butter as mother nature had intended. I chose the latter (and still prayed)

The Mums are nice enough but they don't look like they would mix butter with meringue. I don't get out often.

I have no choice do I? We need to pack up and start a new life elsewhere?

Friend’s uncle put chocolate sauce on his fish at an all you can eat buffet thinking it was gravy and ate it because he didn’t want friend’s aunty to endlessly give him a hard time!

I realised I'd had too many when I poured milk in my vodka and tried to style it out.
It was REVOLTING 🤮
(& a waste of vodka)

If you have to run, come to Scotland where you will regularly be able to enjoy Scotch pancakes which are indeed served with butter. I recommend homemade raspberry jam (Scottish raspberries obvs)

I personally would turn up to school with a new (obvious) piercing or tattoo and you'll be the edgy friend.
You're a badass 😎

@whatwasIgoingtosay

your Budda story had me in literally tears

My family were Glaswegian. In the 60s/70s crepe style pancakes hadn't come in yet so think we said drop scones or pancakes!! Eaten As they were off the griddle hot but cold spread with butter. Delish. And that's just put me in mind of my mums delicious potato scones 😋

There you go then - I'm from the dark side east coast😄

Might be a little younger than you as well. We had the flat type of pancake on Shrove Tuesday only but they weren't as thin and lacey as a proper crêpe, and we had them with jam or sugar-and-lemon (my mum is still slightly scandalised at the idea of putting anything else on the flat sort). This would be in the 80s. Other times pancakes were the wee thick drop scone kind and eaten with butter and jam...

This happened to me and my OH in America. We ordered French toast for breakfast. It came with this little dish with what we thought was Mr Whippy! We thought it was weird but having never seen whipped butter before it never crossed our mind. Imagine our horror when we was expecting Mr whippy and got butter!

This thread has incited me to stop scrolling in the background and get a username, just so I can say THANK YOU I think I’ve finally found my tribe with (most of) the people on this thread - I’ve styled out the occasional ’thank you darling / sweetie’ at work, but balked at the ‘love you bye’ and definitely not sure that the spluttering sound truly covered it up.

Also as an English girl who has emigrated to Scotland I can honestly say there are very different definitions of pancake in the UK. Always baffled by the butter (especially when the pancakes are also cold) my saving grace has been that it’s usually wrapped in foil paper!

Yeah I'm quite old and did think it a bit odd to eat a pancake with butter on myself so just checked that memory with my DH !! Also we used to put butter on rich tea biscuits and put two together randomly so yeah it's probably true 😀

@TryAgainWithFeeling if it makes you feel any better I accidentally said ‘I love you’ on the phone to one of my directors. 😰

No need to be rude ‘theblunttruth’ . Think you need to learn how to be kind to people.

I sent kisses with my text message to my son's tennis coach. DH was a football and cricket coach for many years and got lots of 'love you x' on text ends!

Once in a gift shop I leant against and put my hand on DH's bum but it wasn't him! The guy (and DH) saw the funny side

Ten-year-old me was handed confetti at a wedding, but having never been to a wedding or come across confetti assumed it was sweets made of rice paper. Some kind adult loudly pointed out my faux pas, my response to the laughing crowd was that I actually liked the taste of confetti. Inside I was dying of shame.

oh yes, that wasn’t clear. So we used to go for coffee and the place did scones with pots (ramekins) filled with butter. Friend would dig into the pots with a teaspoon and just eat the butter. Without anything else. Solo butter. Not fancy raw butter. This was the 90s. It wasn’t some sort of raw butter movement. It was probably Lurpak put into fancy terracotta ramekins. But it was loads of butter.

Wasn't there a 'thing' a few years ago for butter coffee @Dighi ie putting butter into hot coffee? Bet your friend would have loved that

I dont get out much either and this thread has given me a good laugh and also makes me scared to go out too 🤭
Theblunt Truth must be autistic. No offence as I have 2 autistic children myself. No sense of humour at all they just see things differently to us.

Dear All,

As I contemplate a sad existence where butter, up to and including, a large fancy scoop of whipped butter, is not the normal pancake experience.

I had to pause, at the initial description as meringue is typically found in pie form, unless found as a regional delicacy of Schaum Torte. However, I now understand the frivolity henceforth described by the use of butter, I assure you this is quite normal and dare I say, desired. As the pancake to butter to maple syrup ratio is of utmost research and debate.

Signed with utmost regard,
Saltineswithcoffeecups

p.s.

oh yeah I’ve had so many WTF was I thinking moments with food despite my worldly ways (and my mother’s relentless etiquette training) that I’m surprised I’m allowed in public. Edamame eating✅ Butter camouflage ✅ weird sauce mistake ✅ Having to ask how in the hell I’m supposed to eat something ✅

I agree with the others… you are now the ButterBitch. Wear that with pride!

Are you Bluntness reincarnated?

First of all; your post made me laugh. Out loud. Loudly. Thank you as I needed that!

I also rue the existence of any style of pancake that is not served with butter and, preferably, maple syrup. A short stack with butter and maple syrup is a joy to experience, as often as your conscience will allow. A smattering of blueberries in the batter take the experience to a new level.

To me, a crepe is a dessert, often with fruit, chocolate, powered sugar, whipped cream and the like.

Now, shall we converse about waffles vs. Belgium waffles?

Signed,
A pancake connoisseur and waffler about waffles,
Nanaof1

P.S. I also have a long litany of things I'd rather forget, but my memory doesn't allow me to do so. I can forget what I had for lunch, but THOSE memories have stuck around for decades. sigh Word of advice, tell your children to never and I mean ever, wear white on a first date where spaghetti could be involved. SIGH

Oh, the next time you come to the states, please stop by and I will take you out to Cracker Barrel or Perkins where we will get a short (or tall) stack of pancakes, and they will come with butter on top and also more on the side and real maple syrup (Cracker Barrel gives you mini bottles of real maple syrup, and you can take home any you don't use).

For anyone who decides to try making them at home (easy to make, more difficult to perfect), adding a bit of cinnamon and vanilla really helps bring out the taste of the cakes and syrup. Or feel free to add semi-sweet chocolate chips or a few fresh blueberries.

Signed,
Nanaof1
pancake lover, but working at making perfect ones.

I remember my father telling me about a work colleague mistaking mashed potato and ice cream at a buffet (both were served as scooped balls). I don't remember whether he added ice cream to his main course or potato to dessert.

Apart from that, pancakes for breakfast/brunch is WRONG.

We have one Tuesday a year to eat pancakes. That's enough.

Amazing. If it makes you feel better I once mistook an endame bean pod for a mange tout at a lunch and ate the whole thing in front of a friend. Nearly choked to death, styled it out  we did laugh about it afterwards, but she was very polite and wouldn't have said anything if I hadn't. So don't worry @SurpriseItsMeHorseyNeighNeigh - I'm sure she doesn't think any less of you. Or she does but she's keeping it to herself

It was a joke. It made me laugh on a fairly miserable Monday.

You on the other hand….

I went to a double party celebration recently and there was a hot food buffet. I chose the Lasagne. I was sat in a little circle with some wonderful people, who I get on really well with. I put a forkful of lasagne in my mouth and I swear it was like having a hot coal in my mouth. At home I would have dropped it out of my mouth on my plate but in such lovely company I just couldn't do that so I held on to it all the while blistering the roof of my mouth! That'll teach me for being greedy fucker 🤣

You don’t need to move! You’re clearly a legend 🙌🏼 we all have embarrassing stories OP, I wouldn’t worry. I work in a school and after giving two girls their phones at the end of the day, they said ‘thank you’ and I said ‘love you, bye’ because I have so many kids I sometimes get mixed up who I’m speaking to …. They walked off looking absolutely mortified 😂