Food definitely tastes better outside, maybe there's something about fresh air that heightens the sensitivity of our taste buds or maybe it's all the unavoidable running around and playing that builds up such a voracious appetite that even ash sprinkled hot dogs taste amazing... Whatever it is, Clay's pancakes tasted great cooked up on the griddle outside.
This past weekend Clay took a bunch of boy scouts camping up in the canyon. He wanted to do a practice pancake run ahead of time. I was game, especially as it meant I didn't have to plan anything for dinner. We went over to Clay's brother and sister-in-law's house who lent us their fire pit and company.