I dragged myself out of bed early Saturday morning. As I trudged downstairs I could hear my sister and her friend M- talking over their breakfast. They both had exams scheduled for the morning, and had to drive out to the school bright and early. I had to be up for a basketball game; our team's first game of the weekend long tournament would be at nine. It had been a while since our last game, and as I searched through the kitchen cupboards for something to eat, my stomach was clouded with butterflies. I didn't feel hungry, but I choked down a handful of dry cereal anyway so I wouldn't be playing on an empty stomach.
Opening the fridge a leftover carton of buttermilk caught my eye. I've always loved buttermilk pancakes; their light fluffy texture and sweetness, and a name that just rolls off the tongue... and forget bananas, blueberry buttermilk pancakes would be delicious!