Finally, I was able to stop by Butterfields for the first time. (The line is usually pretty long on the weekend.). Thank God for Columbus Day and a day off from work . The wild berry pancakes are so freaking awesome, makes you want to slap your mama! Better yet, I wanted to go into the kitchen and slap the cook for making such a delicious masterpiece. Lastly, The grits I ordered tasted superb with perfect consistency. I could have drank a 16 ounce glass of that alone.