Waffles. Greater surface area = more butter & syrup = higher cholesterol = greater chance of dying from a heart attack = end of existential life crisis. Existence be bullshit.
Waffles are crunchy, so that’s an automatic win in my book
Pairs better with chicken too
Either is great, but learn to make them well and use less syrup.
Disrespectfully disagree. Syrup is god’s greatest gift to toasted/browned grains with wildly unacceptable proportions of sugar already in them. Drown those fuckers in it. Let them breathe their last oxygen as they wait for my knife to slice, dice, and be delivered into the acid pits below.
Whoever downvoted you must not have ever had real maple syrup.
The real stuff is great. The fake stuff is delicious. I may not be a strawberry fucker, but that strawberry syrup at ihop is sinful in it’s delectability. The aunt jemima fructose corn goo is orgasmic.
The real stuff rocks my socks, but it’s also too expensive to slather on like I’m greasing my partner before said partner our kid’s pool wrestling matches. I appreciate the disaccharides I can get in industrial drum size. Gimme fake indian plastic bottles that hold diluted mud in them, and just dump em in my feeding trough. Let me squeeze the last drop of insulin out of my poor pancreas before my pumping heart explodes.
Respect, but the real deal is the only syrup in my house.
My six-year-old daughter tried pancakes at a restaurant the other day where they only had Smucker’s corn syrup, and she hated it. She knows the taste of real maple. I couldn’t be prouder.
but tell me how you really feel
Sugar is a poison, and I must froth for it.
The waffle doesn’t have enough syrup.
The pancakes have almost enough, maybe, depending on if there’s any in the middle of the stack.
Real maple syrup is a reason to get up in the morning.
When I’m really craving something sweet, I’ll have a shot glass of maple syrup, preferably a light, early batch.
grade b or get out of my kitchen
learn to make them well
a properly cooked meal is prepared how the person likes it, not how the internet likes it
Both options are lacking in plate presentation but undoubtedly still delicious.
I’ll be real: that butter distribution is hitting all the right spots in my brain and I have been craving a butter-drenched waffle for a few hours now. Luckily, it’s after when I normally eat, and hopefully by tomorrow I will have forgotten.
Those pictures taste the same.
Both are soggy mush. Zero texture. Pure sugar goop.
I love how completely unaware of the stupid drama on bsky everyone here seems to be.
Honestly with everything going on in my life I don’t really care
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And I was just shitposting using the first line from OP.
Lettu.
Pancakes.
Waffles feel like homework for breakfast.
Eat the axes!
Why would you eat any of those for breakfast? Here in The Netherlands we eat pancakes only for dinner, but only sometimes, and waffles when going to the fair or something. Waffles are so full of sugar (and pancakes should be without, except for the topping maybe). Eating loads of sugar, especially the bad sugars popular in the US, causes obesity and type 2 diabetes.
Don’t you folks eat white bread with butter and chocolate sprinkles for breakfast?
Not me
Wtf is that pancake it’s like ab inch thick
Poffertjes
Godverdomme
Of nie dan
2 woorden: verloren brood
would you care for a shmoke and a pancake? blintze and a bong?
Enter the legendary why not both meme
Realism.
Waffles? What’s this geometric breakfast grid?Where’s happy floppy shapes? Where’s bubbly dadaisms on my plate?
yeah why can’t my waffle iron do waffle hexes you know what i should look into that
waffles then
What’s up with those pancake cutting lines? Who cuts a pancake into quarters? Is this normal? Am I the abnormal one for not doing this?
It lets the syrup soak into the middle.
You present a valid argument.
I figured it out because I fucking love maple syrup.
When the pancake is the size of a silver dollar, rather than a sand dollar, quarters make them plenty small enough. Humbly, I submit that the best pancakes are half the size of a medium pizza cooked in jamaica, but am willing to entertain arguments about quarter pounder patties sized flapjacks.
I agree. But I tear into them like a degenerate, not totally proportioned quarters.
How do you feel about one large pancake melded with two smaller pancakes, to make some sort of cartoonish mouse head shape?
They’re great. Branding designs on your waffles, or drawing beautiful art with your pancake batter, is like dressing a beauty in the finest attire.
