Via Con Dios Pancakes de Pecan

January 15, 2011...the day the music died? Now I really am dating myself, but I'm so fun and have a great personality...you know blind date kind of words. Ann is going to love this rift and ADD trail. Anyway, it is the day that the pecan pancakes at Pappasito's died. We knew this day was coming but we held out hope that the pancakes would make it to the five entrees that would be chosen for Sunday brunch. They didn't make it. So today we went for our last Saturday brunch at Pappasito's. We even went a little later than usual just to delay the inevitable. Nathan tried to keep it light and really so did we because in the big picture of things going wrong when others right now are fighting for life, it is minuscule in importance. Breakfast at Pappasito's had become our Saturday morning ritual. We enjoyed it whether we were with friends or just by ourselves. Breakfast there was worth a lot of blog posts and a lot of status updates on FB. Now we are adjusting to the new reality that we will have to do an early lunch if we want to continue our Saturday trips. Roy will begin his second semester of photography classes next Saturday, so we will have to see how this works for us. Today, was the slowest we have ever eaten our pancakes and I left the last bite on my plate for the longest time. Then the moment came where I needed to take care of it. There was a bit of silence and then it was done. Last bite. Oh so tempting to sing Last Dance by Donna Summer, but I will refrain.

Breakfast at Pappasito's was a good run. May through January, we didn't miss too many Saturdays of pancakes. There is a little bit of hope though. There is a recipe and I think I will have my hands on it soon. We learned that they can be made, then frozen and can be popped into the toaster like frozen waffles. Even so, we'll be lacking chips and salsa, but that's just fine to me.

THE CHI-LITES
"Have You Seen Her"
(Eugene Record - Barbara Acklin)
[Spoken:]
One month ago today
I was happy as a lark
But now I go for walks
To the movies - maybe to the park


And have a seat on the same old bench
To watch the children play (huh)
You know, I thought pancakes were in the future
But to me, just a no pancake day


They all gather around me
They seem to know my name
We laugh, tell a few jokes
But it still doesn't ease my pain


I know I can't hide from a memory
'Though day after day I've tried
I keep sayin' they'll be back
But today again I lied


Oh, I see pecan pancakes everywhere I go
On the street, and even at the picture show
Have you seen them?
Tell me, have you seen them?


Oh, I see the butter and the pancakes oh
In the sweet sweet taste on the go
Have you seen them?
Tell me, have you seen them?


Why, oh, why
Did they have to leave and go away (oh, yeah)


Oh-oh-oh, I've been used to havin' something to eat on
And I'm lost
Pappasito's, I'm lost (Oh)


Oh, they left syrup upon my lips
And ate those eggs so good for my heart
Have you seen them?
Tell me, have you seen them?


Oh, I see their steam reaching out to me
Only wish they had been free
Have you seen them?
Tell me, have you seen them?


[Spoken:]
As another day comes to an end
I'm lookin' for a menu or somethin'
Anything that says it wouldn't end
With all the people I know
You'd think that could have helped
You know, it's funny
I thought I'd always have pancakes in the palm of my hand


[Repeat to fade:]
Have you eaten them
Tell me, have you seen them (tell me, have you seen them?)





Adios pancakes de pecan. Muy bueno! Via con Dios.