Coughing out a laugh, I reach out to take one of the plates from him, scooping up a stack of pancakes onto it to make room on the pan for more batter.
Handing him the bottle of syrup, real maple which was always rare on the island, I say, "They kinda look like a set we had at the bar." Not handmade like those, but the same colors.
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Handing him the bottle of syrup, real maple which was always rare on the island, I say, "They kinda look like a set we had at the bar." Not handmade like those, but the same colors.