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| - Waiting outside in the cold, super-hyped up place that all the politicians are obliged to visit, multiple locations: all of these are factors that made me question whether this was in fact a legitimately delicious establishment. But believe me, it was.
All of the following were simply perfect, up there with the best I've ever had:
- Pamela's signature crepe-like hot cakes of buttery goodness, crispy on the edges, yet flavorful, just perfect by their lonesome, or with fruit or chocolate
- Turkey sausage: no casing, pressed down like latkes until a deep medium brown, super flavorful, almost rich, nicely spiced
- Fries: They must be beer-battered. They were not greasy, perfectly crispy, lightly salted, just perfection. I ate all of them and there was a serving the size of my head. And I have zero regrets.
- Corned beef hash with Lyonnaise potatoes: It's the corned beef hash I dream of. Perfectly salted, with small cubes of potatoes and onions, and corned beef.
I can't speak to the veggie omelet though a member of my party ate that. The veggies looked like they might be frozen veggies, but come here for more of a splurge. Because it's worth it.
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