On Sunday morning after the pot of coffee had run dry and neither Brad nor I were making any advances to start cooking breakfast, we decided to trek down to Shaw's Maple Syrup for a big ol' pancake breakfast. Shaw's is just down the road from our place, and since it was such a bright and sunny day, we laced up our sneakers and headed out on foot.
When we arrived the place was packed. So we stood in line and waited our turn, luckily it didn't take too long and before we got ravenous we were seated.
The portions were huge and the cups of syrup were generous. We inhaled our way through stacks of fluffy golden pancakes and a side of maple baked beans - so good! After licking our plates, we were stuffed and happy to have the walk home to digest our massive feast.
We were greeted by these guys once we got back to the farm. Not a bad welcoming crew.