We decided to get pancakes yesterday for breakfast. Pretty happy at the thought of eating something I never fix myself at home, and Perry was ready to belly up and might have been even happier than I was.
It was close to noon thirty when we pulled into the Cracker Barrel parking lot. There was not one single parking spot to be had. We opted for Denny’s and a grand slam breakfast.
An hour later…
Our breakfast finally arrived and our pancakes were ice cold. Butter sat there on the top without even a little bit of melting. The little sausage links were equally as bad — so overcooked there’s no way you could cut through them without a steak knife or a chain saw.
I saw a classmate there when we arrived (Trina Vail). They were still waiting on their food as we were leaving… over an hour and a half later. I hope their food was better than ours. 🙁
Downtown in the Ville:
I don’t hit C’ville often — just to go to the bank once a month or so. I took a photo in case you’ve not been there for awhile either, or in case you’ve moved away and wonder what the town center looks like in 2026.
Now you know: In 2018 there was a diplomatic spat between India and Pakistan due to accusations that diplomats were ringing each other’s doorbells at 3.00am, then running away.