Pannakeukoen Huis

We used to have several Pannakoeken Huis' in the Twin Cities, and now we're down to four. Is this a regional thing, or are there others across the country?

Ooops, answered my own question when I googled it to do a spell check. I guess they're just here. I love Pannakoekens (Dutch Pancakes that rise quite high and then deflate) I usually get the apple pannakoeken with cinnamon ice cream. My husband doesn't mind the food but he detests drinking out of a mason jar. They have quite a few skillet breakfasts that he likes.

I don't mind drinking out of a mason jar but I can't pronounce that name. I'd suggest a makeover with a new name... The Dutch Pancake Pantry or Twin Cities Breakfast House.

Skillet breakfasts bring memories of when I was Baby Bear. Well, actually Little Kid Bear. On weekends mostly, methinks, my Mom would make my Dad a big skillet of bacon and scrambled eggs, all mixed together. I'm sure he had some toasted rye and butter with that.

Mom would make me a small skillet of the same.
The Bear

It's Pan-Ah-Kook-in.

I love the name. Pan-ah-kook-in Hoose (like noose).

Screenbear, I have an son who is high-functioning autistic that loves to make skillet breakfast. He uses eggs, onions, green peppers, bacon & diced potatoes. His older sister recently showed him the secret of making a perfect omelet (water instead of milk). I'm hoping with the way he over-does things that his cholesterol won't go sky high or he'll put rolls on his perfectly shaped body. BUT, the alternative was high-sugar cereal. As a little guy he was pretty funny and only ate the healthy cereals. He called Grape Nuts "little rocks". May I have a bowl of little rocks, please?

Nice story, Nessie.

Thanks Mr. Chips!

The same son, when he was a toddler watched me peel hard boiled eggs. I was going to make egg salad. I gave him a whole yolk and could tell he loved it (his eyes rolled around in his head). Then he kept begging me for "another yucky ball"!!!

I could be mistaken but, I'm pretty sure we spotted at least one Pannakoeken Huis during a trip to southwestern Michigan. I think it was, appropriately in Holland, Michigan.

Doesn't like drinking out of a Mason Jar!? Obviously has never been treated to good moonshine!