I think my obsession with lemon pancakes sparked after that Mother's Day trip to Cafe Flora, and then the return visit with Brent's parents, just to order the lemon pancakes. I've been dreaming about them ever since.
Because his family is a true-to-the-bone pancake family, I really wanted him to share with me the secrets to making a good pancake, thin and delicate, perfectly browned on the outside, soft on the inside. He gave me a recipe, one that he has memorized. A set of very specific instructions, the right temp, the right amount of time for frying. I followed it to a tee, and sure enough, the pancakes came out the way I had always dreamed they would.