i've not been to denny's for more than 20 years, so to find myself in this restaurant away from home was quite shocking and funny. my coworker was craving breakfast for dinner, and since i wasn't behind the wheel nor had any energy to look for something new, i happily agreed to go along.
i honestly cannot remember what i had, except that it was from their breakfast menu. what i do remember is my coworker's face as he first bit into the blueberry buttermilk pancake. i've not seen him that HAPPY in 10 days we've been traveling together. i saw a glimpse of tears welling in his eyes! i trust that those pancakes were friggin' amazing because he wiped off the plate.
i still can't believe i went to denny's...all i can say is that what happens in canada stays in canada.