Last Saturday morning Uncle R & I tried a new breakfast/lunch restaurant that had been strongly recommended by some friends from church – The Pfunky Griddle.
We had heard about this restaurant before – an innovative eatery located in a small house situated in the midst of the sprawling, residential/commercial Berry Hill area just south of downtown Nashville. I was a bit intimidated when I heard about the restaurant’s premise – an all-you-can-eat/make-your-own pancake place.
Cook my own pancakes? At a restaurant? Really?!? Yipes!
But it was actually fun. This tiny restaurant is outfitted with custom-built tables that double as griddles and for $6.99 a person, you are given a spatula to wield over them with unlimited pitchers of either a normal, white flour batter or a 5-grain batter made of organic buckwheat, rice flour, whole wheat, rye and corn and you can choose from toppings of blueberries, chocolate chips, walnuts, M & Ms, banana slices, pecans, coconut flakes and more.
The little room where we were seated was a riotous happy pandemonium of families & kids, college students and groupings of laughing friends. I could hardly hear Uncle R. across the tiled table and griddle, but that was OK, because we were seriously concentrated on not burning our pancakes and the hash browns that the cheerful and welcoming owner tempted us with as we had gaped at the menu. We didn’t order an egg, but if we had, we would have received one – shell-clad – to cook ourselves. French toast? You make it – right there - on the griddle.
Again – yipes. But it’s a slightly less nervous yipes than the one I felt before we visited. Our pancakes were good and we didn’t burn a one! Now Uncle R. and I are planning who we will take back with us to this fun breakfast spot.
Mommy M? I think Baby B would like it!!!
Love to Pamela's Girls,
Auntie J.
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