Pancake Bakery

Sunday, after moving into our sweet Amsterdam-ian digs, Louise and I needed to eat.  Used to our sacrilegious American ways, we did not realize that vital places such as grocery stores are closed on Sundays.  Perusing our many guidebooks (Lou brought two!), we decided to go to the Pancake Bakery!  Yes!  All guidebooks say the pancakes are good, large, and cheap - all of our requirements for eating, as we are super poor.

At the Pancake House (I keep thinking this is it's name) they serve big flat pancakes that look like crepes, and they are rolled over fillings, in the style of an omelette.  'Fillings' range from the normal 'apple' to things like 'cheese, apple, and bacon'.  Not quite brave enough to try one of these sweet/savory combos yet though...

At the Pancake House, the syrup is actually molasses.  And it is in large, open vats on each table.  Not so clean, and actually not so yummy.  Molasses are good in things like gingerbread, but not so yummy when applied directly to food stuffs.  Lou was especially disappointed: she's from New England, so identifying molasses as syrup was a major transgression.  

Pictured is Louise with the offending molasses.  Observe its high viscosity.  And the vat it is stored in.  A vat on each table.

This flower-pot molasses will not stop us from further visits to the Pancake Bakery though - the food is good, and there are many Dutch oddities on the menu we'd like to try.