I loved when my family went to the International House of Pancakes that they opened near my house in the 1980s. My Mother was a holdout against going and I could never figure out why. Now I am thinking she saw this commercial when she was younger and was fearful that her family’s fruit stuffed pancakes were going to be spiked with some powerful hallucinogens.
My Mother disliked chain restaurants as a rule, but I think she disliked hippies even more.
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