I used to love pancakes. A lot. I used to think that stacks of those thick, circular, deliciously fluffy things were God’s way of reminding us there is a heaven. I used to eat mine with just butter and syrup, but wouldn’t mind if someone tossed a piece of fruit (preferably a strawberry) or sausage on one every now and then.
I refer to my love of the cake of the pan in the past tense because Jeff Burns, who you all know as the writer and director of Super Knocked Up but who I now refer to as “The Joy of Breakfast Killer”, recently destroyed any craving I had for those scrumptious slices of cooked batter, all because Mr. Burns (or “Mein Fuhrer”, as he’s known on set) wanted a particular moment in a particular episode of SKU to be as funny onscreen as he had imagined it to be. Well, I hope you’re happy and the audience laughs hysterically, Herr Burns, because you’ve ruined my life in your pursuit of the perfect webseries! *endless wailing and waterfall of tears*