Walker Brothers Original Pancake House
"Let's go look at the fake ocean."
"It's a lake."
"Right, the fake ocean."
|"THE FAKE OCEAN." "IT'S A LAKE."|
|"Do People Go In There? 'Swimming,' I Suppose Some Might Call It"|
|Whatever This Picture Is Of, We'll Take One of Those, Too|
|What, No One Likes Pancakes Anymore?!|
|Seats Chosen Merely for the Lack of People - Not the Foliage|
|Overactive Portion Size, Much?|
Cut to fifteen minutes later, when we have polished off the dish in it's entirety. Obesity may be right around the corner.
|Well, This Is Embarrassing|
|Oh Cheese, You're Our Only Friend|
|The Step Above Supersize? Frankensize|
|We Have a Sneaking Suspicion Walker Brothers Never Has to Throw Out the First Pancake of a Batch|
|Somebody Make a Sandwich Out of This Combo. You'll be a Millionaire. We Expect Royalties|
|Hence Why Her Stomach Hates Her|
"You don't get the same level of weirdo here that you get everywhere else," Vodka observes. Until, that is, we take a look at ourselves: the two biggest nutjobs to hit Chicago in years, slowly working their way into self-induced diabetic comas.
Walker Brothers Original Pancake House's Bacon with Cheese Oven-Baked Omelette: 4 stars