Marzipancakes with Blueberry Maple Syrup and Toasted Coconut
This post is in collabz with Seasonal Berries Happy my birthday month to you! We pushed through January together like absolute soldiers, and if you’re reading this then you too have made it through to the other side. The happier side, the side that’s just a little closer to spring and sunshine and, most notably in my world, the side on which I turn 21.. On February 13th, I will reach an age that makes it impossible for me to argue that people who refer to me as an adult are wrong. At 18 the world is all like ‘whatever, you can drink, call me when you’ve spent three hours on hold to HMRC and we’ll talk’. The years after that all blur together in a late teen but not-quite-proper-actual-grownup haze. But I think now, at this point, I’ve just got to accept it. This is adulthood. I’ve arrived, and I can’t leave. We can talk more about the sense of impending doom that I already feel about the passing of time a little closer to …