February 8, 2010
A long, long time ago, I lived in Santiago, Chile, preaching the good word, though I brought no children home with me, and got in no trouble (to speak of).
One thing I did do was eat a lot of hot dogs and french fries purchased from any of an infinite number of street vendors. They called hot dogs “completos” and french fries were “papas fritas.” So now you know.
Anyway, the french fries were generally about as hot as molten lava. Or maybe the surface of the sun. Whichever is hotter. We often amused ourselves by throwing hot french fries to any of the infinite number of wild dogs that congregated around the hot dog stands hoping for a bite.
The french fries were generally so hot the dog would pick one up and instantly fling it five feet away because it melted his (or her) tongue. Of course, being a dog, he (or she) would run right over and pick up the fry again. Repeat until the fry was no longer hot enough to blast the enamel off the dog’s molars.
Hilarious, right? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Hey, if YOU lived in Santiago preaching the good word, you would find any excuse to spend hours like this. Seriously.
So, last week I went to lunch with a couple of co-workers to the Original Pancake House in Sugarhouse. Of course, it’s not THE Original Pancake House–the original was below Vesuvius, and we all know what happened there. Okay, I may have made that up.
But it’s ONE of the Original Pancake Houses, and if you haven’t visited one, I can only say “visit one.” It’s that good.
Here’s the Dutch Baby Pancake:
Ben, who is still young enough not to care, ate that entire thing. Kudos.
This is the Apple pancake. It’s like the best apple fritter you’ve ever had, served hot:
And by “hot” I mean, think of that scene in Iron Man when Raza wants Yinsen to open his mouth and eat a hot coal truffle. Trust me when I say, Yinsen would have suffered less eating that hot coal than popping the first bite of this Apple pancake.
Here’s Legrand, after or during violently shaking his head from side to side like those poor stray dogs in Chile:
Notice he’s halfway through his pancake. It’s still that hot.
But magically delicious.