Gilinsky had sent me the link as a joke, but as it turns out, the joke was on her. Because the next time she flew to Toronto for a visit without her husband -- Andrew absolutely insists they only pack carry-on -- I made her promise to bring me a big old can of all-natural, organic, Batter Blaster. That's right: Pancake and/or waffle batter in the convenience of an aerosol can.
Perhaps the greatest invention since cheeze in a can, Gilinsky delivered the goods with aplomb, and before too long I was greasing a hot pan.
A few spritzes, a bit of flipping, and you're rewarded with sweet, if a little airy and thin, pancakes. And as advertised, no fuss, no muss.
Still, obviously the best thing about it is that it's aerosol batter in a can called Batter Blaster.