I developed this recipe while I was interning at the Land Institute (summer 2002). I really like the heartier feeling that comes with the cornmeal. I would often walk a mile each way to the mulberry tree to pick fresh berries to mix in with the batter, and that may be part of the reason they always tasted so good.

I can remember eating “panacakes” (as dad would say) for supper.  I still like to, sometimes.  Mom would make this big batch because everybody liked them.  The middle of our gas stove opened to a griddle which was perfect for frying pancakes.  I think that is one of the first things each of us kids learned to make.