Sunday, March 25, 2007

Sugar Shack - More Than A Porn Site


Matt, his parents, Brit and I all went to The Sugar Shack in Westfield, NY today. The food was so abundant there, this was Matt's take home (smiley face not included). It's all cracked because it would not fit in the take home box without folding it. You may not realize it, but this 10 inch pancake is completely covering my dinner plate.
Here is a picture with Britain's shoe next to it for effect. We ate at 1:30 this afternoon and I swear I am still stuffed. They not only are famous for the pancakes and homemade syrups but the kick ass gift shop with cool things like quince butter (like apple butter, but not). Can anyone explain what this is to me? I didn't try it, but you could sample any syrup they make, just like a winery. It was quaint and had wonderful service. And I would not wait a whole year to go back like his parents did.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

quince

quince shrub or small tree of the Asian genera Chaenomeles and Cydonia of the family Rosaceae ( rose family). The common quince ( Cydonia oblonga ) is a spineless tree with edible fruits cultivated from ancient times in Asia and in the Mediterranean area, where it was early naturalized. Its pome fruit is similar to that of the related apple and pear but is very astringent, and hence it is used chiefly cooked in preserves; marmalade is said to have first been made from quince. As a commercial fruit tree, the quince is cultivated more widely in the temperate zone of Europe than in the United States, where it is grown chiefly in California and New York.

Next time you're in Mayfield try Olives, their Delmonico is the greatest steak I have ever had.

Anonymous said...

I love pancakes. I still make myself pancakes in the shape of a Mickey Mouse head just for me!
This Sugar Shack place you speak of sounds yummy!

Rachel said...

Are those sausage links for a smile? If so, that's spectacular. :)

Jillian said...

are you comparing brit's shoe to the pancake size or vice versa?

A nanny since 1996, I'm tired of washing nipples that aren't mine.