How do you stay impartial to a friend's homemade pancakes? How do you break it to them if they are crap? Where do you draw the line between critical integrity and maintaining friendship? Luckily I don't have to consider any of that, because Adam Kisscake makes incredible pancakes. I've found out that I'm a crazy indecisive person when I go out to eat. It takes me forever to decide what I want and where to go to get it. That's why I love grocery stores with bulk foods sections, places with sampler platters, places that put together small portions of several entrees to make one meal, and so on. These pancakes that Adam made were pretty much the best of all worlds, a one-stop shop for all the things that make pancakes great. Some people like crispy pancakes. My only problem with crispy pancakes is that they usually get their crispness from being too thin. These were not, that was the first thing I noticed about them when they came out of the oven. FAT cakes. Beautiful. Stuffed with berries, fluffy on the inside, crispy on the outside. And the crisp combined with confectioners sugar made them reminiscent of funnel cake, more in terms of looks and fun than taste, if I remember what funnel cake tastes like, haven't had one in a while. Doesn't really matter. This is what it comes down to. I have a major sweet tooth. An insatiable sweet tooth. And these hit it in about half a million different directions. Sweetness from the berries inside, sweetness from the berries outside, sweetness from the confectioners sugar, sweetness from the maple syrup. All set in a puffy cocoon that gave me that comfortable feeling that could put me right to sleep, like good pancakes do. (Side note: if professional chefs don't top their pancakes with berries using a move that somehow all at once violently forces them onto the plate AND delicately coaxes them into place, they could take some lessons.) Summing up by comparing them to the only other pancakes I've had recently: way better than Perkins because the berries were not hiding insubtantial pancakes, there was heft to both the pancakes and the add-ons. Better than Dick and Jenny's because they were way more involved. Slam cakes with the Kisscakes.
A couple other notes: with the couple of posts Adam has made on the coffee blog, it's obvious to me I'm way underqualified to write reviews of coffee. The most I can usually tell is if a coffee is too bitter. That's basically because coffee will usually taste passable to me because I like it with sweetener. The coffee we had with the pancakes was the first cup in a long time that I've had with no stir-ins, and I did not miss it at all. Very tasty. AND the mango juice. Here's the weird thing about me and mango. LOVED that mango juice, I love dried mango, but for some reason I am just not a fan of fresh mango. But that's way off-topic. Pancakes + coffee + mango juice + bacon + sausage? Basically perfect breakfast.
