Mitch F.
Yelp
What the f*ck?
In all seriousness, what is this place's deal?
This is how my experience went down:
My family and I went in here about 3 days ago for breakfast. If you look at their hours online, it says that they serve breakfast until 2 pm most every day. Unfortunately this is NOT TRUE. They stop serving breakfast at 11 or 12, so make sure that you get there friggin early. I didn't mean to imply that there was some doubt that you were going there, yes, you, but that when you go there, go early.
If you don't go here, you don't deserve food privileges. I will revoke them upon learning that you have not been to the Thomaston Café.
The service was abysmal, I mean come on, at least seat us within a reasonable amount of time. I constantly had to ask the waitresses for things. There was this one time when I asked her for water and she told me she would be right back with "that". After like 10 minutes, she came back and asked if we needed anything else and I asked for water. Only then was I given it.
So yeah, they were a little short-staffed.
Now on to the most important part. So we got there at 1 something, confident that we would be able to order breakfast. Luckily the kitchen was flexible enough so that they could cook me breakfast.
I got the peach crumble pancakes and I ate them with sugar free maple syrup.
NOPE. NOPE. NOPE. NOPE.
The pancakes were the utmost delicious thing that I have ever graced my tongue thing everything digestive.
In a world, with overly generic stupid crappy food, one restaurant dares to blow everything out of the water with a pancake.
Not just one, but TWO heavenly circles of ever-lasting bliss.
I see that these were the ingredients: pancake stuff, brown sugar, peaches. I don't care if it was simple, it was HOLY FRIG. The brown sugar caramelized all over the pancakes with real and cooked to absolutely juiciness peaches.
Every bite had caramelized brown sugar in it. I don't know.
It was the best meal I've ever had.
Go there. NOW.
Cactus Gold Seal of Approval.