Waffles

Thursday is the day for pancakes in Sweden. Indeed, pancakes is something of a national course in Sweden, but only on Thursdays. We did not have pancakes today, even though Daniel had planned to make some. The milk had been standing in the coldest part of the refrigerator and most of it was fozen. Paula made some waffle batter instead, in waffles, there is just a little milk. Thus, we had waffles for dinner, and all the dogs got to taste some. It was a real treat. I do not know if waffles are better than pancakes, but it is at least as good.