Monday, May 15, 2006

yuck.

so jamie and kathy and i hung out on sat. night. They were kinda craving breakfast so we headed to the Uptown Diner. Serves breakfast all day, it's a diner, you figure they'd have good breakfast. I've been there plenty, no complaints yet.

So we ordered our food, I was tempted by the grilled cheese and cup of soup special, but the soup choices weren't very tantalizing, so I decided on an omelette, and Jamie and I were going to split a short stack of pancakes. Kathy also got pancakes in her order as well, we were all set to have breakfast for dinner.

The orders and pancakes came, literally bigger than our heads, and we were pretty hungry, so we dug in.

A few bites later, we all started commenting on how funny the pancakes tasted. Or really, how they didn't taste very much at all. We added butter and syrup, but overall, the pancakes sorta tasted watery somehow. How can someplace that's supposed to always be able to do breakfast right can screw up on pancakes? It was quite perplexing.

We theorized that possibly they were running low on pancake mix and had to water it down to make sure it lasted long enough. Who knows, maybe that's why they were advertising for a new late night cook- the last one was the guy who made this batch of pancake batter?

I should also add that it took away from the flavor of my omelette, and I couldn't even finish that. It's ok, Jamie took hers and mine to go and was going to finish them off for breakfast on Sunday. Oh, except for the part where I found the to go box in my car this morning as I left for work. I was wondering what the funny smell was! 2 day old unrefrigerated sausage, cheese and eggs...delightful.

So yeah, I guess it'll be awhile before I trust the Uptown Diner to serve me some pancakes. It's too bad too, because sure, one pancake is $2.95, but it is seriously as big as 2 or 3 that I make at home, which is a full meal for me. So much for cheap breakfast...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

ha! I totally said something about the horrid pancakes on my blog.


who knew?

Kevin Sawyer said...

We went there after church one night, and it took forever to get our food. Plus, we had this surly waitress with like 58 face piercings. What, were you born in Ghana? Take the barbells out of your eyelids and fetch my #$%^ eggs, woman! Then their credit card machine broke, resulting in a 30 minute delay. We didn't tip.