Weekend breakfasts are a time for us to luxuriate and a time of celebration of our relationship that we don't always make for each other during the week. I'm a morning person (a lark) and Ole Sweetie-:Pi is the quintessential night person (an owl). We share the same roost but not the same hours. When the summer weather is in our favor, we have been known to have our morning coffee on the back deck, catching up on each others news, and watching our cats chase each other about. Ole Sweetie-Pi tries to impress me with his identification of the different bird calls, and I am always impressed.
This summer has been a dashed disappointment, rain with intermittent sun, unseasonably cool, too soon autumn. Thoughts and feelings of cool weather bring out heartier foods, and thus when I saw these pancakes, I had to try them.
Oh my! These are a heavy pancake, filled with wonderful, warm flavors, evocative of oatmeal cookies. The buttermilk makes the pancake a little more tender, and the cinnamon and nutmeg add just the right spiciness. (I don't care for raisins, so I substituted currants.) Topped with warmed maple syrup, we did not mind the too early autumn weather.
I burned the first batch as I cooked these on too high a heat; I would suggest a medium low heat to give them plenty of time to cook through and for the tell-tale bubbles to appear on the top so you know when to turn them. Turning them too soon will cause them to splash about, looking uncomely, but a decisive trimming with the spatula will make them beautiful again.