Grampa's Bakery

So we arrived in Dania early and found Grampa's Bakery without delay. Outside was a big poster of that frosty-tipped gentleman from the television, so we knew we were in the right place. As we got out of the car we struck up a conversation with a middle-aged man who noted that we must be either en route to or from college. He then shared some pictures on his iphone from his college days, where him and his roomate sported afro's and smoked hash pipes. Then I saw he was wearing a Florida sweatshirt in one of the pictures. So I bid him adieu.

We then proceeded into the bakery. It was a pleasant little place, typical diner decor. A flat screen on the wall replayed scenes from the restaurant's appearance on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives. Service was swift and friendly.

I ordered the western ommelette, Stephen ordered the pancakes. Several minutes of watching the LCD on the wall confirmed that the pancakes were their breakfast specialty. They were good, but not lifechanging. Not like Oma used to make them. My ommelette was acceptable but nothing more. A good way for us to start the day, but nothin to blog home about. After telling our waitress of our roadtrip plans, she insisted on us knowing how awesome of an idea it was, repeating the observation numerous times until we left. Back on the road......