Made for me

Often, I find myself insisting friends come over for dinner. I enjoy cooking for them, whether it be a hasty concoction from whatever is left in my fridge or a blog recipe that I've been drooling over.

But the best part is having company since so often my meals are scarfed down in front of a computer monitor or eaten on my couch with my plate perched on my lap.

So it is a special treat to not only have a guest but have them cook for me as well. And especially to wake up to a chocolate chip pancake extravaganza after lazily sleeping in until noon.

On Sunday, D. made me his special chocolate chip pancakes. It's a recipe he's perfected over the years and can throw together on a whim. (Perhaps if I'm lucky he'll let me post it.)

But this time he pimped it up with a slathering of whip cream topped with raspberries and slices of mango. And in a last second Emeril Lagasse "kick it up a notch" style inspiration, he sprinkled it all in cocoa.

And when we'd eaten more than we thought we could eat, he nudged me and said, "Hey, maybe this can be a guest blog."

"Maybe," I replied, none too surely.

But here it is. Maybe not so much a blog by a guest, but a blog entry about great guests.