Ah, the sizzling flare of a pancake flip is like a jazz riff before the rest of the song settles, a burst of fire and steam that tastes like a surprise before the main course. I love catching that moment, because that instant has a flavor you don't find after the heat has cooled. But sometimes the best shot is the quiet after, when the batter is still warm and the aroma lingers, like plating a dish after the dance. I usually take a quick snap of the wild spark and then pause to frame the finished stack, so the picture tells a full story—like a recipe that starts with a bang and ends with a sigh.