breakfast for late dinner

Normally, I wouldn't make pancakes at 10 pm. But tonight I fantasized about pancakes all evening, while I was taking exams, waiting for and riding the bus home. So when the moist, white-chocolate-chip, brown-sugar cake (saturated in molasses maple syrup I might add) hit my mouth, it was extraordinary. I polished off a couple, washed down with a glass of red wine, and now I'm experiencing a sugar-high/wine-coma. Strange. At least I don't have another exam until Monday. For now I'll sit back and polish off Super Troopers on Comedy Central and wait for snowflakes to fall!