I don't really like pancakes. Now, I don't dislike them. Make me a batch and I'll eat them, swear it, but if I'm ordering breakfast, I'm very, very rarely going to choose pancakes over French toast or an omelet or anything else on the menu.
But, it was my dad's last morning in town on Saturday, so we took him to breakfast, and Mike picked a place he had been recently with some family, and I split a dish with my dad and let him pick what it was. We were in a crowded restaurant with lots of kitschy things on the wall and sticky tables. A family joint, you know? Where the food is never bad, but you don't expect your mind to be blown because it's cheap and loud and your kid can throw jelly packets on the floor without too many people glaring.
Except, this place? Kind of blew my mind with the one particular dish my dad picked.
The lemon drop pancakes, which no one would give me the recipe for, of course. I do know they were the size of my head and tasted like a buttery lemon pound cake with sweet syrup drizzled on top. Oh, they were just so good. I imagine this is why people love pancakes! Only took me nearly 30 years to figure that out.
I don't know why you'd ever be in Grapevine, TX (although that is where the DFW airport is located, so maybe on a long layover?), but if you ever are, give me a call first -- don't just come to town without calling! -- but also definitely try these pancakes.