So when I heard about it on the news this morning, I knew we'd be shleppin' off to the somewhat sketchy IHOP restaurant on the wrong side of the tracks, but conveniently less than 5 minutes from our house. Enough reason not to go to a nicer one ;)
|Getting ready for the big morning out|
I probably should have packed up our things and gotten the heck out of there when they served me an ice water with a cockroach floating in it. No, I'm not kidding at all. But instead I said "You know what? It's national pancake day and we're patriots!"
I may have also chickened out on asking for a new water and just pushed it to the edge of the table- sick.
As much as I'm glad we stuck it out and had our first weekday diner breakfast (one of those little perks I love about staying home), it was pretty hard to stomach the thought of what may have been crawling around--or already dead-- in the chocolate milkshake I ordered prior to receiving my water.
Oh well, bombs away...
The pancakes were totally worth it, though. A perfect stack of buttermilk goodness topped with a big melting dollop of butter. Niall loved them.
He even found the kindness in his heart to fling a pancake over to the table behind us. He's such a great sharer with his food. They got a big kick out of it, luckily.
Happy Pancake Day to all, and to all a good night!
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