We went out for pancakes this morning to a community where it is all about all you can eat pancakes and sausage at the local Volunteer Fire Department. They've been serving pancakes to happy customers since they started out in 1951. There is a tally sheet for each of the weeks in maple syrup season that they serve them up and the numbers are staggering for this little town perched on a knob looking out upon a vast moraine covered over with maple trees and farms. Every March since 1951 they've fed between 600 and 2400 people for each of 2 or 3 Sundays in March. Astonishing!
Even more amazing was the stunning diversity. It was as tightly packed with diversity as a snowbank is stuffed with snowflakes. Every bit as colorful too. The pancakes were wonderful and the service was unbelievably good. One of the waiters topped off plates by flinging pancakes over the heads of 3 or 5 people but they all landed perfectly on the plate. They all stuck pretty good too but I think that was mostly because there was a thick layer of maple syrup on each plate. Buttermilk, Blueberry and Buckwheat pancakes. Not a bad one in the lot.