I never order pancakes for breakfast because I usually find them sort of boring: basically a stodgy vehicle for syrup/jam.
The ones I had today at Eastern Standard blew me away. (We actually ordered a second round.) They're like two styles of pancake in one. The middle is light, spongey and about a quarter inch thick. The edges are thinner, lacy, very crisp and intensely buttery. To me, that makes them the best of both worlds: quasi-crepe plus something delicate but a little more substantial. I think I could become a bit obsessive about cutting out the middles and quarantining their two parts though, so that the syrup *just* goes on the spongey part and the edges taste purely of butter. In the end, I decided that having a bite of one and then a bite of the other while trying to figure out which is better is just not possible first thing in the morning.