“Two nations separated by a common language…” Whether you credit George Bernard Shaw for this witticism about England and America or my all-time favourite, Oscar Wilde, what I can tell you is that my personal travel experiences in the US of A confirm this. Here in ‘Sefarika’ we tend to go with the Queen’s English, albeit with what some call a rather alarming accent.
So when we say ‘biscuit’ we mean it like the Poms do – a dry crisp treat that you enjoy with a cuppa, not the American scone-like thing. To get a biscuit there, you would need to ask for a cookie. Ditto pancake. Our pancakes are thin, basically what the French call crepes, and we serve them with cinnamon sugar (and lemon if you’re really fancy). Order pancakes in America and you get a stack of thick doughy things drowned in maple syrup. They’re simply marvellous, but I think of them more as… well, flapjacks I guess.
Whatever you call them, everyone should have a can’t-fail recipe for crepes in their repertoire. Many of you have asked for mine, so here it is.