I’ve been craving pancakes lately, BIG TIME! Typically I’ll eat them only a few times each year for a special breakfast or brunch. Being that Spring is officially here, and we’re right in the swing of maple season, I can’t seem to stop salivating at the thought of syrupy-sweet pancakey goodness. Yup…I’m drooling right now!
This weekend I decided to cave to the crave and went out in search of the ultimate pancake experience. I had my heart set on authenticity – an “all-you-can-eat” pancake breakfast at the local Sugar Bush. Yesterday hubby and I set off into the glorious sunshine with our good friends M, L and baby C to indulge our hungry bellies and enjoy our own little seasonal slice of Canadiana. Luckily, we have a Sugar Bush about 5 minutes from our place but it turns out it is well-known by everyone in the area; I think the entire population of Orleans had the same idea yesterday…darn!
Here’s the rundown:
10:00
Meet M, L and ever-amazingly cute baby C
10:05
Convoy to Sugar Bush
10:15
Arrive Sugar Bush, found parking (yay)
10:16
Wait in mystery lineup to find out where we can get pancakes
10:25
Discover we need to take horse-drawn carriage to pancake house…cough up $
10:35
Get on carriage
10:45
Arrive at pancake house with huge 2-hour lineup
10:46
Commence muttering and cursing
10:47
Decide to get taffy on snow instead…cough up $
10:48
Taffy ingested, decide to leave and get pancakes at local pub
11:00
Arrive at local pub for pancake breakfast.
SURPRISE, power down and no generator just as we step in the door.
11:01
More mumbling and cursing (stomach growling furiously)
11:10
Arrive at another local pub
11:20
Finally get table
11:40
Pancakes, finally!
In the end I ate:
2 ½ huge pancakes,
2 pieces of toast swimming in butter,
greasy sausages,
scrambled eggs,
home fries.
Not a great day for the bathroom scale, but I was bound and determined to get my giant feed after all that build-up!
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