Dad’s Imaginative Imagination

“Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope.” ~ Bill Cosby

My Dad — there were so many things about him I simply adored, like how he’d get all misty-eyed when Moses walks down from the mountain with those tablets in The Ten Commandments, how he’d join me to munch on saltines in the middle of the night when I wasn’t feeling well, even those infamous Vicks Vapo smears (see: the VICKS post) but it was his imagination I truly admired.

ITALIAN LESSON: Pancake (crepe) = crespella

While making pancakes last Sunday, I had a sweet reminder of Dad when the batter I poured into the skillet formed a funny little shape. I remember he used to find turtles, butterflies, dogs and many other cute little critters in the pancakes Mom would make. He’d call me over to confirm his findings, especially if Mom wasn’t seeing it, I always did.

Ahhh, the little things in life are what really count in the end. Savor them. Remember to stop and smell the coffee beans — and enjoy your pancakes.

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