In our foodie adventure through Fairmont, Joel and I made our next stop at McAteer's Restaurant. I hadn't even heard of this place before, but that's kind of the magical thing about small, local places. The locals know them and, oftentimes, few others.
We were there for breakfast, and I was trying not to get full. I wanted a taste of something - but not too much. So I ordered a single hot cake.
The hot cake, which eclipsed my plate, was flat and had a nice color - lightly brown in spots that touched the pan and darker around the center. A little dab of butter and a whole lotta syrup made for one tasty breakfast. Basic, but solid.