My mom's church has pancakes on Shrove Tuesday every year for as long as I can remember. I look forward to this day for months before and it is one of my favorite days of the year. Tonight I walked in and found in place of my precious pancakes was Cajun food. I tried to complain but everyone dismissed my concerns and told me to eat some jambalaya. I can't tell you how sad this has made me, I may be scarred for life. I'm sorry I just had to share with people who might understand my feelings! Tell me I'm not alone!