It's a toss up which I like more, pancakes or goofy signs. My daughters and I were on the road and wanted pancakes and found the International House of P.
Imagine leaving a bar with few too many beers. You're driving around and nature calls—should you stop at the service station, Mc Donalds, or wait until you get home—no; wait—here's the International House of P.
An ode to pancakes haiku.
stacks of carb goodness
masked in butter and maple
look, macadamias!
masked in butter and maple
look, macadamias!
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