Mt. Moosilauke (1935)- Flapjacks
". . . The Moosilauke Summit Camp had two big traditions - one was the Doctor story, the other was the flapjacks.
Our flapjacks, were legendary among the summer camps. They were the specialty of the Summit Camp, and the crew proudly proclaimed they were:
"Guaranteed not to rip, rust, tear, tarnish, melt, break, bend, freeze,corrode, explode - they won't turn up at the edges, tear at the seams, give off poisonous gases, chip, crack, peel, alligator, grow hair on bald heads or billiard balls."
We made them from scratch from a recipe which was a big secret. It was such a big secret we kept it in the cash box. None of us knew the origins of the recipe. It probably was somebody's grandmother's that found its way to this unlikely home many years before and since then had undergone many elaborations. We mixed a huge quantity of the dry ingredients in advance and kept it in a barrel in the pantry.
We made the flapjacks as big as dinner plates serving them to the dining room on platters in piles of about twenty. When we had a full house we frequently cooked more than two hundred. If anybody broke the record and ate more flapjacks at one sitting than anyone had consumed before, he (it was always a he) got free room and board. Assaults on the record sometimes had disastrous results. . . ."
From "A Home on a Hill" by Landon G. Rockwell, pp. 268-305, The Moosilaukee Reader (Vol.1). ©1999.
