Back in my college days, one of my best friends went to UT (oh, excuse me t.u.). So there were many late nites spent stuffing my drunken face with buttermilk pancakes at Kerbey Lane. And I was delighted to see that I can have that same experience in the comfort of my home.
I whipped them up one morning. But I have to admit, they lose a little from not spending the night at Scholz's or the Cedar Door.
Now if we can only get an Amy's Ice Cream up here.......
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