Buttermilk pancakes! I make really awesome ricotta pancakes, yes.  But, buttermilk is not a common thing to find in the UK, so while home, it is important we eat buttermilk pancakes to get our fill. We took our British friends out to our favorite diner and had load of pancakes and other sweet breakfast goodies you just don't see served in England. A good way to end their whirlwind tour of Pittsburgh, hopefully we didn't inadvertently put them into diabetic coma's for the long drive back to New York City. After saying our goodbyes, I took my friend up on her offer to help me with the wedding gift I was giving my brother and his soon to be new wife. Painting rooms in his new house. It is something that I do love to do and can't think of a better gift for them. I was worried I wasn't going to have enough time on this trip home to get all that I wanted to get done done. She is awesome. She helped me get one room done. We were there until midnight. And in our innovative and avant garde style, apparently spent hours painting in relative darkness by the light of a small halogen desk lamp. My new sister in law must think I/we are completely insane. She came in with a lamp from another room and the difference in lighting was, well, like the difference between night and day. At least it was good to get a good look at the paint coverage before cleaning up for the night.