Despite the recent surge of fall-ish recipes on my blog, I’m still in denial about this changing season thing. Although I usually love fall, I’m having to kind of force myself into embracing it. I could use another month or so of summer before the beginning of the end of the outside time.
I’ve had a rather large stack of maple chai spice pancakes for breakfast every day for the past 5 days, and you know what? I’m not sick of them because they are THAT GOOD.
They were all leftover from last Saturday and Sunday when I tested this recipe like a crazy person.
I never really knew I liked fried rice. Since I’m not an egg fan, I rarely ordered it. When I did, I would pick out the eggs, and wasn’t able to fully focus on the yums.
I know, my food aversions are strange, but they’re REAL.
