🥞More pancakes. 🧑‍🍳🥞🥓

🥞 Cinnamon ones.🥓🦴☕️

Instead of a fresh start, this new year feels like a step backward. A step backward on a tight spiral staircase. A step backward on a tight spiral staircase while balancing jars of bees. Angry bees. Angry bees whose stings leave you hopeless and depressed. Don’t get me wrong; they hurt real bad, too.

While I was writing that, my friend Lane sent me this.

He’s right.

I had planned to share ways to manage your outrage over the latest outrage. None of them beat meeting a friend for pancakes.

Happy New Year, everybody.

Here is my recipe for cinnamon pancakes.

1) Meet Lane at the Pantry in New Haven.

2) Apologize for being late.

3) Order a short stack of cinnamon pancakes.

4) Toy with the idea of splitting a side of crispy bacon, then order your own.

5) Eat pancakes, drink coffee, and chat.

6) Walk around and point out dogs you see.

Go home and nap. You’ve had a long day.