Around these parts if you decide you want flapjacks there’s no need to strike out to your local greasy spoon. Simply surveil your closest sidewalk. You probably won’t find blueberries, cinnamon, or chocolate chips in these badbois, but you will find more crusty batter than an old-timey baseball game. Watch where you walk, or you’ll wind up with a little bit of the dog’s breakfast in the tread of your shoe in New Westminster.
Flapjack Brekky
