The past few weeks, we’ve been stuck in a real life, old timey winter. Snow, ice, frigid, frigid temperatures, and the forecast is throwing around words like “polar vortex” and “record breaking wind chills” for the upcoming week. So, what could be more soul satisfying on a cold winter Saturday morning. PANCAKES! Not just you’re run of the mill, everyday pancakes, but oatmeal pancakes dotted with fresh blueberries, dripping in butter and syrup…..ahhh. Several years ago I was in Aspen, Colorado to attend a Rufus Wainwright concert and had breakfast at a local haunt called “Poppycock’s Café”. They’ve been around nearly 40 years and serve their famous oatmeal buttermilk pancakes.…