That is the motto at the local diner...
During breakfast today (home of the "giant" pancake) at the local diner, a great mystery ensued.
It seems there was quite a sticky situation created by the mystery of the syrup that could not be located. Apparently at this diner, which has all of about 6 tables + counter seats, each table should have one large bottle of maple syrup (the real stuff too). We were sitting at the counter and I noticed one of the young waitresses whispering furtively to the owner (Larry). Then Larry started eyeballing the tables and came out from behind the counter, bent down, and looked under a table, to the surprise of the customers. Soon the story came out, a bottle of that syrup was missing and unaccounted for.
Had it been misplaced? Had a sticky-fingered customer purposely walked off with it? Seems like it would be awfully hard to conceal such a large syrup bottle unnoticed.
The mystery remains...after trying valiantly to finish off my strawberry rhubarb pancake, and settling our bill, the syrup still hadn't been located...
the mystery continues...
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