Zagat for the five-year-old male

Regular readers of this blog (both of you -- hi Mom!) may recall an early post on Norton fine dining, which featured a place called "Patty's". Patty's has since become a favourite with Sam, who regularly asks that we go to "the place with pancakes".

Out of curiosity, I asked him today why he loved Patty's so much. "Is it because of the pancakes?" I asked.

"No, not the pancakes", he replied.

"The breakfast sausages?"

"No."

"The eggs?"

"No."

"Well, why do you love Patty's so much, then?"

Sam sighed. "Because the bottle with the maple syrup is shaped like a rocket ship."