International House of Pancakes

Today is my birthday. That means I held ultimate authority in deciding where my work friends and I went to lunch. I could make them eat anywhere I wished. My decision was to go to the International House of Pankakes. I chose this for 3 reasons: 1) It's funnel cake days at iHop. 2) We had never gone there for lunch and some of my friends had never, in fact, been to an iHop. 3) We are an international group. In the group we had 3 Brits, 1 French, 1 Russian, and 2 Americans. The iHop seemed appropriate. I thought the nature of our geographically eclectic group would make an interesting anecdote for the waitress but it seemed that the humor would be lost on her. Aside from functional waitress topics and the fare on the menu, I think she only spoke Spanish making the experience that much more international.



AJ said...

happy (belated) birthday!

funnel cakes = good stuff.
you seem to put an extraordinary amount of thought into your lunch. :-D

speedingpullet said...

LOL - I made Phil stop at IHOP on the way to Las Vegas a few years back, on his birthday.

His face looked like a wet weekend in July.

As I do not want to be labelled as 'The Crusher of All Hope and the Killer of Every Good Thing", I promised him I would never, evar, make him go to an IHOP again - and that he could divorce me if I made him go to one on his birthday again.