While visiting our families this past weekend, we had the chance to try a new (to us) restaurant called Slappy Cakes. When first hearing about this restaurant, I have to say I was skeptical. The big thing at this place is making your own pancakes. My immediate response was, "Why would I want to go out to eat someplace where I have to make my own pancakes, and keep my 3 year old away from the hot griddle??" The answer: Because it's a totally fun and unique dining experience!!
The griddle is built into the center of the table, and does not get hot around the edges (forgot the fancy name for it). I don't think it gets too hot in the center either, because our cakes cooked fairly slow and never burnt. You can choose from 4 different types of batter which come to you in a squeeze bottle, and there is an endless list of toppings and mix-ins you can add to your pancakes. Kai did so great, he never tried to touch the griddle, and even got to squeeze out his own pancake! They were so yummy, hot off the griddle, and cooked to our specifications.
The best part, since we had to wait patiently for each cake to cook, I'm sure I ate half as many as I would have if I had been presented with a plate full of pancakes. And all for a very reasonable price!
Breakfast wouldn't be complete with a monkey at the table.
Joe and his Mom, eagerly waiting to see how this all works!
Slappy cakes coming and going!
Some of our topping choices;
blueberries, chocolate chips and bacon.
For our toppings, we decided to each choose one. Grandma Sue's was pecans. Because of the latest trend in gourmet chocolates, I made a pancake with bacon and chocolate chips. Very tasty.
Our weekend away was otherwise very fun and eventful! A visit to Crystal Springs garden with my parents, date night for Joe and I (thanks to Grandma and Grandpa!), a trip to OMSI to visit Samson, and a first birthday party for my cousin! We were in town barely 24 hours and made the most of every minute!!
3 comments:
That has got to be the coolest restaurant idea! We are jealous!!!
Mara & the boys
Sounds fun! Is it in Portland? What area of town? I guess I could go crazy and use Google....
Wow, you really made the most out of 24 hours in Portland. It must have taken at least 48 hours to recover!
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