Pancakes for Pup, a Love Letter 🥞❤️

One part of my third-anniversary gift to my partner, which I only now decided to share publicly—with her blessing of course.

Family photo in El Puertecito, circa November 2020.

I cried a bit in public when I first wrote this for my partner. I presented the words below to her as a part of our third-anniversary celebrations a few months back. I made a little handwritten card—like a 9-year-old would on Valentine's day—only this one had a lot of words in it (find them below). I play guitar and she’s repeatedly asked in a loving way “when are you going to write me a song?” It’s not a song, but this came out of me one day at a cafe while she was away and I was missing her deep inside, somewhere between my kidney and lungs. I love my partner. I love the life we’ve built together. It’s not always easy, but nothing worthwhile is. I hope you can feel our love—that you can join us a bit—on this imagined morning we never lived exactly, but have lived some version of dozens of times now. It’s all I really want.

I finally decided to share it because I love love. I think sharing love is wonderful, be it with your partner, dog, best friend, family, or in a creative art form like this one. I’m proud of our love, so why not shout it from the interweb’s mountain tops—Mt. Medium.

Happy third anniversary to my favorite savory person in the world. I love you, and I’ll always root for you, Pup.

The best team I could ever ask for.

I just want to cook you pancakes. I want to make you so many pancakes, and stack them in a big steamy pile. Mostly, I want you to really want some of my steamy pancakes. I want you to watch me make them so you know I made them for you, with love and sliced bananas. I’ll make them so good. I’ll even put on the blue apron so you know I’m trying my best. You’ll see me and you’ll know I’m going to cook the shit out of these pancakes. I’m gonna flip them and you’ll say “that looks perfect, good job baby,” and I’ll say ”yewww, look at that flapjack!”

The record will stop and I’ll say “can you flip the record, Pup?” You’ll say “sure, Pup!” because we have the exact same pet name for each other. An…