The best breakfasts are in the pm.

Went to New York, New York for dinner yesterday with E and M, and it was gooood. the best thing about NYNY is that they serve breakfast ALL DAY. yes, all day! no dinky 'until 11 am' shit here, no siree! *chortles*

So whilst E went for the alfredo—or was it carbonara?—with chicken, I went for the Big! Big! Breakfast. Two eggs sunny side up, half a fried/grilled tomato, two sausages, bacon, a side of sauteed mushrooms and two of the fluffiest pancakes i have ever eaten in my life.
everything was pretty good, but the pancakes were simply fantastic. thick—about 2-3 cm—and fluffy and tasting faintly of sugar and eggs, and the slightest bit cakey, they were really really excellent. mm. i'd be over the moon if i could make pancakes like those. yummyummmmmmyumm.