There are days when you just can't win for losing (to use an old expression)--when things just go pear-shaped (to use another). It happens. Yesterday kinda went that way. It was a long day.
To begin with.....well, never mind. Annoying stuff happened. Enough said. It really was a long day. When things finally settled down, I took a break to watch videos on YouTube and I noticed this:
As the presenter eventually gets around to explaining (and to be fair, it always takes me a long, long, long time to get around to the main point, too), some people call these Pikelets rather than Crumpets, and apparently there's a bit of a controversy surrounding which is what. Well, I've made them before: I say Pikelets.
As I sat there in my not-at-all-comfortable basket chair, I sighed. Long unsatisfying day. Poor results in general. Why bother. But.....wait.....Pikelets, now wouldn't those be good! But it was 5:30. Wasn't that too late to start yeast dough? Not a bit.
The best way to turn things around is to do something different. Supper was a little late. I had Pikelets with butter and grape jam.
Life is good.
Turning things around begins with just one step.
By the way, leftover Pikelets re-heat nicely in the toaster, and they make a great breakfast.