For a time, I worried that I'd talked them up too much, that my friends who were now trekking from all corners of the city to sample the dish for themselves would come away disappointed. But, lo and behold, (most) everyone agreed. Served with brown butter, maple syrup, and smattering of fruit (this time, blueberry), they're slightly crispy on the outside, luxuriously cake-like on the inside. Not technically a dessert - but arguably just as decadent - they're truly in a league of their own.
Note: On my two most recent visits, I received a single, massive pancake instead of the two that previously came with an order - a modification that diminishes the dish's greatness, but only slightly.
Visit the restaurant on Saturdays and Sundays during brunch hours to try for yourselves.