Home is Where THE Pancake Lands

I smell sweet and sugary and melted jam floating through the air. I hear oil sizzling in the pan and the pancake flopping and hitting the pan. I feel the only thing I feel my fingers touching the hot pan and I can feel all the heat coming from the pan to my fingers. I see the pancake flipped in the air and landing perfectly on the plate. I taste Nutella jam and sugary sweets all in one bite.