This is a mixed review.
We were pleased to see that the OG Pamela's had spread it's wings and moved to a bigger location. Since our fair President had visited Pamela's (and made her pancake recipe a White House staple- holla!) this modest chain has gained much more popularity it seems- even though there were always lines around the block to get in.
Pat and I elected to sit outside, even though it was rainy and humid. On the far wall there is a bunch of old Pamela's memorabilia, but the patio are was super cramped, and felt kind of generic. My rear end brushed against the table next to me and my eyes met the glare of a not so pleased diner (not that u can blame her- I was in workout gear and this was a post-workout brunch).
The service was prompt and friendly. I ordered the Spinich and Feta omelette, with a side of pancakes (oh course!) and it seemed that somewhere between the trek "upstreet" the size of the omelette had shrunk. The pancakes were as delish a ever though.
I don't know- I would come again but would elect to sit inside next time. The vibe seemed a lot more authentic in there, with much more elbow room.
Ps. Glaring girl, if you are reading this, sorry 'bout that.
Pss. Cute blonde waitress who thought I was a dude and kept calling me a "him", it's all good. I've been called worse. ;)