Yeh, but where's that feeling of triumph that you get when you flip that pancake in it's tight little spot on the crowded griddle, while your buddies watch in awe inspired facination?
If it's done the easy way, then everbody can do it.
I mean, sure, there are machines out there that can recreate a Michelangelo masterpiece right down to the texture of the brushstrokes. But would you call the person re-creating those paintings an artist? I don't think so.
I'm a bit touchy when it comes to pancakes. In my neck of the woods, I'm known as the pancake king. And I won't give up my swelled head feeling easily.
Seeeeeeya; Goodweed of the North