Swimming in the ratio of the tempting mix to water,
Golden brown delights, flipped just as bubbles appeared to create a warm fluffy masterpiece of culinary design
Smothering in yellow butter, thick syrup, and a good helping heaping of common sense.
Don't lick the spoon unless you fancy the taste of flour and pre dried ingredients.
But oh, so fluffy and delicious, jack flipped them golden brown, and accentuated a few with such delectible treats as blueberries and chocolate chips, or so thin as to be called a crepe- served with numerous fillings and a french accent. Whipped Cream? Perhaps.
And most definately a side of bacon, crispy and brown, having spittered and spattered in the pan, fighting back with hot spots of grease in all directions.
Washing it down with tall glass of OJ, the glass sweating profusely in earnest anticipation of the first sip (or possibly because of the warmer weather)
Pancakes - Not Better Than Sex
Modern poets use techniques which are all too often overlooked. Literary devices such as simile, alliteration, and synecdoche are frequently obvious, as opposed to deeper symbolism related to psychological theories. In The Frigot's "Pancake Batter," her underlying sexual desires and ideals are relayed through words and symbolism.
In the first stanza of the poem, through the full series of events which occurs through a breakfast of pancakes, the author expresses her desire to participate in a sexual act. She uses words such as "tempting" and refers to the pancakes as "delights," which is how she views sex. They are merely "tempting" because she resists carrying out the act. However, her unconscious brings about ideas about how sex should be. She describes the pancakes "just as bubbles appeared to create a warm fluffy masterpiece," sensual images which support her unconscious wants. Although she details her cravings for sex, she very obviously expresses her doubts and misgivings. For example, after she describes the sweet condiments on the pancakes, the author mentions "a good helping heaping of common sense." This refers to her chastity because she doesn't think it is an ethical decision as of yet. Thus, her "common sense" is the decision to not have intercourse. She also cautions the reader to be aware of the risks involved in sex. "Don't lick the spoon unless you fancy the taste of flour and pre dried ingredients" can be translated as "Don't have sex unless you're willing to face the consequences." In this case, she symbolically compares sexually transmitted diseases, pregnancy, and other risks of sex with the unpleasant taste of pancake mix.
Despite The Frigot's cautioning to her audience, her ego can only take over for so long and the unconscious eventually forces its way back into the poem. Her specific wants are described in detail, but their comprehension is buried beneath an array of convoluted breakfast references. It must be inferred, for example, that "jack" is a person who could be a man she would like to have as a sexual partner. In addition, different types of "pancakes," or potential partners, come with "blueberries and chocolate chips, or so thin as to be called a crepe- served with numerous fillings and a french accent." This makes the reader consider the possibility of the author's desire to make love to a French man, as crepes and heavy accents are common stereotypes of the region. The variety of toppings for pancakes illustrate her view that some partners have different sexual characteristics and she finds them all "delectible." The mention of "whipped cream" also reveals her unconscious kinky nature, as the condiment commonly found on pancakes can also serve as an erotic treat. The "side of bacon" reinforces the author's heterosexuality, as well as the "hot spots of grease in all directions" which infer potentially messy body fluids.
Throughout the course of the poem, The Frigot displays her passion for sexual acts, but it does not come without a catharsis. The glass of orange juice represents the completion of the love making. Just as one takes a sip after a thirst-inducing bite of breakfast, so the act of sex ends with pleasant reconciliation. The "earnest anticipation" further illustrates her unconscious idea of how it feels to reach sexual climax. The final line of the poem contains only two words: "Good Morning." The rest of the poem is broken into four separate sections, which deliberately break apart different ideas and represent the somewhat scattered thoughts of the unconscious. However, the last line is placed purposely and with firm intent. The author envisions the morning after her sexual performance as pleasing and simple. The conclusion to the poem is uncomplicated and is symbolic of the purity she wishes to experience after she has given herself for the first time.
Although The Frigot never actually describes "sex," persay, it is evident that her passion for the topic is raging beneath the surface. The act is only lacking in detail because of the author's ignorance and inability to truly describe love making, but the unconscious of her mind figures out how it should be and relays sexual enjoyment via the pleasure principle. The modern technique of using inanimate objects and personifying them, as E.E. Cummings also writes about a sexual experience through the driving of a car, is utilized effectively in comparing the sensual act of sex to the trivial act of making pancakes.