Alton Brown is trying to kill me!!!

with pancakes. sweet, fluffy, slightly rubbery pancakes. wholesome american pancakes. its my vice. my F.O.C. if you will. so tell me, what right does this skinny SOB have to make a whole show about making and eating pancakes? NOTHING! he just knows that i love them so he seeks out the camera with his maple sugar smile and taunts me on cable tv. here i was, minding my own beeswax and then i hear the word "sugarbush" and it got my total attention. Any one who knows me, knows that i have a serious maple syrup problem. seriously, i need to be checked into the betty crocker for full on maple detox and 12 step. I can do shots of it. it haunts me in my sleep. pancakes are but the vessel for my syrup love. nothing quite shows off the smokey warm flavor of the maple syrup then the wonderfully sponginess of the perfect pancake. and good syrup is like fine wine. virgin maple forrest (sugarbush) is rare and dissapearing at an alarming rate, hence the steep pricetag of pure maple syrup. mark once took me to a virgin sugarbush for a chance to watch the process of maple sugaring firsthand, and of course eat some major pancakes. a virgin forrest is one that hasnt been logged and replanted. its ecology is so delicate we werent allowed to veer from the walking path because our weighed down footprints could destroy a small nemetoad that has its nessesary place in the trees food chain. if a tree falls, they leave it alone. its amazing. i have tastes maple sap in the raw. water. it tasted as pure as water. whomever thought boiling it to make it condense was a GENIUS! okay so enough of the lesson. whichever one of you comes up with the best VEGAN pancake recipe, tell me what you need, and i'll trade you. no dont, my diet is going so well. DAMN THAT ALTON BROWN!!!