Yummy Malaysiana: blueberry yogurt multigrain pancakes

I had a little crisis on Fathers Day, and unlike the week that proceeded it, it did not relate to a feverish toddler who landed himself in our bed (and proceeded to be well enough at 5 a.m. to stand up and announce the different parts of our face as he poked them NO EYEAR AYE MOUF), the gutting of our (single) bathroom so that plumbers could access a wayward pipe in the building or the thin film of dirt left on every surface of every room when they were done working. No, by Fathers Day, most of those things had thankfully righted themselves, leaving only crises of less grave proportions: the blueberry pancakes Id always known and loved no longer worked for me.

I mean, they work, in terms of technically executing what theyre supposed to. Theyre a bit runnier than I remembered, thus making it difficult to flip and bake them through cleanly, but theyre hardly worth complaining over, or so felt the Dad of Honor who found themas he is contractually obligated todelicious. We ate our pancakes, showered him with gifts and set off for the playground. But I couldnt stop thinking about them; they didnt sit right and I realized that it ! had less to do with the recipe and more to do with me. Ive changed.