Road trip to Pancake Row

If you travel the winding strip of Williamsburg Road, passing east of Richmond, through the quaint town of Toano and into Williamsburg, you are transported to a mecca of pancake houses. These aren't ordinary pancake houses. They are glimpses from the past, with rock walls and deep vinyl booths. The bathrooms are outdated and the servers are likely call you "Darlin'" - but most of all the breakfasts are sublime. Max and Carol picked me up for our road trip to Pancake Row. It's the name I made up for it, though I wish it were more clever. Max and...