Early morning with pancakes

My son texts me daily before leaving for work, so the loud alert on my phone acts like an alarm. Timing depends on his shift. Today text landed at 6 am, and I'd had enough sleep, so breakfast was early.

And here it is

Lovely thin pancakes, plate drizzled with molasses ahead of time. Pot of tea. Perfect.

The batter happened yesterday. I had one aging banana, no other fruit, no handy baked item, so I was wringing my hands, dessert, dessert, my kingdom for dessert..and bethought me of yon fritters,  I an idea I haven't got around to for years.

Banana fritters. With molasses. No picture because my food stylist just couldn't make them look appetizing like in the magazines.

But they were very good.

And, two exciting events today: Handsome Son coming over with groceries including fruit, this afternoon. A masked, gloved, hatted, coated man will leave bags on the step, and we might exchange a couple of sentences. I expect it'll be Handsome Son, but everyone looks about the same in safety garb.

Then later there's a live online lecture on Asian art by a Princeton art museum curator.

I don't know if I can handle it all.