Have you ever moved across the country and missed a breakfast place so much you think a 500 dollar plane ticket sounds like a reasonable way to attain said breakfast?
I miss Pamela's!!!
I never liked pancakes until I had them here. These things aren't pancakes...pancakes are just spongier eggos without the tic tac pattern. What Pamela's makes are excursions to ecstacy-land! They are thin but not quite crepe-thin with a vanilla-ey flavor that is singular and delicious. I garauntee you haven't had a "pancake" like this before, and if you move away from the burgh, sadly, you never will again.
My crazy best friend insisted we bring our own 100% maple syrup which isn't necessary to love these babies but why eat caviar with wonder bread? (In that analogy, Pam's cakes are the caviar and the provided syrup is the wonder bread.)
We also loved the breakfast potatoes, but discovered you had to ask for them "well done" for them to be optimal. This meant that we often recieved them AFTER our hot cakes and to be honest, it was seldom that our orders were perfectly or efficiently executed, but that didn't stop us from waiting outside in the freezing rain for half an hour to get a table.
I didn't come for lunch. That's just crazy talk. You come for the pancakes. Especially if you don't like pancakes.