I did pancakes. Bear said that he wasn't looking forward to them as he had had too many of them last summer and had become sickened by them. I said that it was Pancake Day, he could put maple syrup on it and get over it. We were having pancakes when he got home as a snack then we would have a proper dinner. So I actually made the actual pancakes without burning anything and bear tucked in. Half an hour later he asked me to make another batch. I was a cruel mother and made him wait until after dinner. He strongly suggested that they would be perfect tomorrow. I am not rushing into it, though they are a great snack.
Dinner was bought falafel (which were very pleasant) with samphire (meant to go with the mackerel yesterday but I forgot it), steamed cauliflower and roasted carrot, parsnip and onion. I weakened and got another veg box. We will never get through it. If I trusted my freezer more, or if I could actually use it, then I'd make a shedload of soup and stash it for lunches. Tomorrow I am facing a marrow. It isn't big enough to stuff, and I'm not making chutney or jam as I can't be trusted with boiling sugar. I found a recipe for marrow cake (here, if you're interested) but I can't face it. I feel deep in my soul that some things should never be made into cake and marrow is one of those things. I also have half a cauliflower that is bigger than most of the cauliflower in the shops and DH and I can't have cheese. We may be looking at cauliflower 'rice'.