Chapter 25
Maggie Valley, NC
Marco
TWO MORNINGS LATER, our hosts took us to Joey’s Pancake House, a local restaurant they said everyone had to experience at least once every time they visited Maggie Valley. The restaurant was near the upper end of the valley, not too far from the cabin. When we arrived, we saw a considerable number of people waiting.
“Don’t worry about the line,” Tom said.
“Yeah, it moves pretty quickly,” Noah said.
They were right; we only waited about twenty minutes. As we walked through the restaurant following the hostess, I saw what the attraction of the place was—piles and piles of food on every plate on every table.
When we were seated, I said, “There’s no way I can pig out that much.”
“We never try to do that,” Noah said. “We just select one of our favorite
