The Protein Pancake Test

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Sunday morning in Kaira’s Saint-Gilles flat: sunlight rakes across a scratched wooden table, coffee drums in a battered moka pot, and butter sizzles in a cast-iron pan. Kaira slides a plate toward you — three thick pancakes, one already cut, steam curling off the fork she holds out like a dare. “Chew slowly. Then tell me the truth, not the polite version.”