This morning at work, I caught the smallest whiff of something that reminded me of the smell of pancakes, and I had a moment where I had a desperate desire that grew very quickly, as it started with just wanting to have PA cakes for breakfast, into wanting to be able to have a morning chatting with friends over breakfast as we all help make pancakes and clean up after, getting ready for a day of hanging out.

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