So Grandma came into town to visit us for a couple of weeks. After we picked her up from the airport we decided to try out a restaurant that Sam has been raving about for forever. It's the Pfunky Griddle in Nashville. Obviously as you can tell from the pictures, the concept of the place is to cook your own breakfast at the table. The boys were fascinated with everything! Of course that turned out badly since they both kept trying to touch the hot griddle! Thankfully I had a second set of hands to help keep little fingers from sizzling! The waitress unfortunately brought out 4 spatulas, which if she had thought it through wasn't the greatest idea for a 3 year old and 2 year old, but she was young, so I forgive her. At the end of breakfast we let the boys make a few pancakes since we weren't planning on eating them anyways, and it didn't matter how they turned out! They did pretty good, with a little help of course! The food wasn't the greatest, and for the price you pay its a lot more work then I'd like to put into it! Sam was appalled that I didn't enjoy it as much as she did! :)
Emily: "Did Mariah eat pancakes without me?"
ReplyDeleteMommy: "Yes babe she did."
Emily (with a bit of an attitude that she may/may not have inherited from me): "Oh. Well that's not nice. She should call me next time to see if I want to go."
Mommy: "Ok babe"