#johnnycakes
Recipe #110 - Johnny Cakes
Disclaimer: I actually like my pancakes crispy, but these were the wrong kind of crispy. I now have a greater appreciation for the role eggs play in softening pancakes up.
These were surprisingly tricky to make. The dough has a mashed potato texture and you’re meant to cook it in little blobs prior to flattening them out. They take a very long time to brown and it’s easy to get impatient. I got fed up toward my second batch and ended up with some duds I had to toss. You definitely wouldn’t be able to make pancake art with these like Nancy does in the game.
Texture-wise these taste similar to latkes with a pretty bland flavor that calls for plenty of butter and maple syrup. A fun experiment if you want to pretend it’s the early 1700s, but not something I’d serve to guests.
Recipe:
Here is my source
- 1 cup cornmeal
- 3 teaspoons granulated sugar
- ½ teaspoon salt
- 2 ½ cups water
- 2 tablespoons unsalted butter
- butter, oil, or bacon grease for frying (I used vegetable oil)
I don’t know what I was thinking, but I somehow lost all of my MID screenshots from my one and only playthrough. As a result, I will be doing a fresh playthrough in October to take pics and jog my memory. Also, I just want those Halloween vibes ;) Keep on cookin’ Clue Crew!
Fandom: The Outsiders
Relationship: Sodapop x Sister!reader
Synopsis: You are paired up with a Soc, Michael Anderson, for a school project. When you could no longer go to his house, your other option was your own. Basically chaos ensues but do you expect any less in a house full of teenage boys?
Prompt:#2: “Please, put some pants on, you’re embarrassing me.”
Word Count: 582
Being the youngest Curtis wasn’t always easy, especially when you had seven guys around at all times. So when you found out you could no longer go to your lab partner’s house and he had to come to your, you freaked. You spent the next two days cleaning and warning the boys not to mess this up. Soda and Darry were meant to be at work and Pony was going to be at track practice.
You threatened Dally and Two to not come over until after Pony comes home, but you made it clear to Johnny that he was always welcome. So when you came home with Michael and saw Steve lying on your couch, Two-bit eating on the floor and you could hear the shower running you were ready to have a fit. You .did your best to keep your composure as you led Michael to the kitchen.
“I’m really sorry about .all of the ruckus, they weren’t supposed to be here. Do you want to set up while I gather a few things?” Michael nodded and smiled the smile that made every girl but you weak at the knees. You flashed him a fake smile back. He was a Soc, you were sure on the inside he was disgusted by the place you lived. You ran to the closet at the edge of the hallway grabbing the bag full of the supplies you had bought for this. Before you went back into the kitchen you decided you had to whisper-yell at the boys. You made a mental note to make it worse after Michael had left.
“Turn off the Tv,” You whispered as you pushed Steve’s disgusting feet off of the coffee table. “Stop eating the cake Two-bits, I’m making dinner right after Michael leaves. C’mon guys, at least act civilly if you are going to stay.”
“Aww, cmon baby Curtis we ain’t doing nothing.” Steve groaned
“Yeah that’s the problem, do your homework or I won’t make you any dessert and I was making my triple chocolate cake with triple chocolate frosting.” The boys both jumped up.
“That’s evil baby Curtis, well played,” Two-bit whispered glaring. You sent them the hated look and walked into the kitchen.
“Sorry about that,” You said smiling
“It’s fine, can we just get this volcano done? I got an hour before my mom wants me home, and if she finds out I’m at a grea-” You tried to hide the hurt look on your face. “Y/N you know I don’t care about your social status, I’m not my older brother.” You softly smiled though you were still kind of hurt.
“Why don’t we get started.”
The two of you worked for a little while longer before you older brother walked into the kitchen in just a towel.
“Hey, Y/N have you seen my clothes that were in the laundry.”
“Jesus Christ Soda, please, put some pants on, you’re embarrassing me.” You felt your face turning bright red.
“Well, I can’t really do that until you tell me where my pants are.”
“In the same place, they always are after school, on your bed.” You glared at him before turning back to Michael as he left the room. “ I am so sorry, I didn’t think it would be this hectic.”
“No need to apologize, we never have this much fun at my house.” You smiled and he smiled back.
“Maybe you should come over more often.”
“I’d like that Y/N”
