This is a repost of my note of 8/17/
Settle back and imagine the perfect blueberry pancake.
Hordes of those BB-sized tiny, but flavor-galore wild Maine blueberries.
An honest pancake batter, not crepe light or egg-white flufy, that holds the blueberries from rolling around your plate and keeps you going until a late lunch.
The Mariner in downtown Camden looks like a faux-local tourist trap - uncomfortable booths, crowded tables, zippy service. Just the best blueberry pancakes in the whole world.
For the gluttinous, like me, share a cinnamon roll if you have a party of four, or if only two, order one anyway and either gorge or walk away with it.