Posted by Michael Stern
, September 20, 2009 18:53
Thick, smoke-sweet bacon is not the only reason I love an Original Pancake House wherever I find it. There’s no resisting the baked apple pancake, the egg-rich Dutch baby, Cherry Kijafa crepes, even a plate of buttery basted eggs. While my favorite Original Pancake Houses are the Original one in Portland, Oregon and Walker Brothers in Wilmette, Illinois, I’ve yet to find one that didn’t serve excellent breakfast. That’s particularly important in a place where there seems not to be anyplace else that serves excellent breakfast, which apparently is the case in Buffalo, New York. As you will soon be seeing and reading about here in forthcoming Roadfood Digest blogs and in forum trip reports, Buffalo (as well as Rochester) proved to be a totally scrumptious adventure for the 50+ people who ate ourselves silly for a weekend – definitely the best Roadfood trip ever, for reasons of friendship and love (and marriage!) that go beyond the utter deliciousness of beef on weck, wings, red hots, white hots, garbage plates, Cornell chicken, steak sandwiches, turtle sundaes and chocolate. No question about it: Western New York is an eater’s paradise. But it seems not to be a breakfaster’s paradise. That’s why Jane and I started each day at the local Pancake House; and no matter what else we got, we sided it with bacon.
