The journey of finding the perfect fluffy pancake (for me) has been paved by several relationship mishaps. Some were soggy, some burnt and some like a rubber sole – none were delicate with a melt-in-your-mouth tenderness.
Funny enough, it was only after I became a mom that my pancakes got better. Perhaps it is the experience of letting my three year old daughter get messy with all the mixing and stirring or better still, the quest to witness her gobbling up mouthfuls of syrupy yummy-ness.
You can substitute with self-raising flour for better effect BUT remember to leave out the baking powder.
If you are willing to go the extra mile, separate the egg yokes from the whites. Whip whites to soft peaks and fold at the very end.