She and I were craving a great breakfast on Saturday so we went to the DEP for blueberry pancakes, eggs and bacon. Sadly, the pancakes were the same big, heavy, floury things you get almost everywhere, the eggs and bacon were similarly on the blah side of typical (for the record, I love the bacon-cheeseburger and fries at the Dutch Eating Place, so I'm not a basher).
When I make buttermilk pancakes I use an Edna Cunningham recipe that uniformly produces light, airy cakes with crisp edges and an intensely buttery flavor. They are to die for (no credit to me, I just follow the recipe) and come out right every time. Yet whenever I go out for pancakes I get the same leaden flaps that leave me feeling like I swallowed Grandma's woolen shawl.
Sometimes I just don't feel like makin' em myself. So where can I go in Philly for amazing pancakes?
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