M: Hey guys.

Today, I'm cosplaying as an adult!

So that I totally blend in.

They don't know that I secretly wish I was wearing a unicorn onesie.

Look, me, all normal-ish looking.

S: Look at you adult!

What you're gonna do? File some taxes?

M: You know, when you go on the internet and there're those pictures of those perfect pancakes?

It's come up on pinterest. It's come up on Instagram.

It's come up on facebook. It's been ON reddit!

Those perfect pancakes exist in Japan! S: Yes!

M: All those pictures were taken from the shop that we're in right now.

So we're in West Ginza, Aoyama Garden.

It makes this perfect pancake which I can not wait to dig into.

Cause we're surrounded by pancakes right now, as we're talking.

S: Everybody around us has pancakes. This is obscene.

♬* posh music *♬

S: So Martina and I are having very opposite reactions here at this place.

She's here, making pretty films about all the flowers and whatnot.

I'm just looking at all the plates of food walking by like "When is it going to be my turn?".

Feed me... M: This is really pretty!

It's like being in a really nice, elegant tea shop.

Simon's just staring at other people with their pancakes.

He's like a creeper. He's literally just watching people ~ eat.

Stop being creepy! S: Huh?!

Look. I ordered coffee with cookie.

Where the f*#@ck is my cookie?!

I want my f*#@cking cookie. Right now.

M: Oh oh. S: Do you hear me?

M: Oh oh. I think he's gonna have a break down. S: I want my cookie.

Iwantmy f*#@ckingcookie!

* sad music *

S: Those two girls beside me... M: Oh my god.

S: How awkward would it be if I just, like, scuddled up beside them.

If you go to a club and like guys try to pick up girls, he'd be like "Hey, what you drinking?"

I wanna be, like "I'm not even interested in dating you but..

Can I look at your pancakes?".

M: Awkward. It would be awkward.

If I had to scale it on a 1 to 10, it would be , like a 12.

S: Is that my cookie? M: They got your cookie!

S: Here comes my cookie!

* angels singing *

S: Hurry up and take your macro shots so I can eat my cookie.

M: Let me just- let me just take them slow. Nice and slow.

♪ I just wanna take it nice and slow.

S: Can you hear my knuckles cracking?

Simon slowly picks up his cookie..

S: And now Martina's thinking, "Simon's gonna take a bite and share with me."

Well you know what?

S: Dan, is that all that you ordered?

Two tiny ass scones?

D: I thought they're gonna be bigger.

S: Hahahaha

You've got more jam than you have scone on the table!

M: Well, you took those two and they were like "Wow, those guys are big."

S: I would like to say I think that we've been ruined a little bit by North America.

Because when we order scones in North America, there are these ugly, fist sized, lumpy things.

M: Magic butter things.

S: Here, we have some very pretty scones.

But they're the tiniest scones I've ever seen.

These are like two nipples!

M: I'm just gonna join in here and say something.

S: The whipped cream is bigger than the scones. M: Those are pretty big nipples.

S: True. These are some banging nipples right here. M: Ok.

M: I mean, they're huge but I agree with you. They are quite tiny.

S: These are Whale nipples. Ok? M: Whale nipples

Two whale nipple sizes...

S: ...alright? I expected something bigger than Whale nipples.

M: Hey! We're in a classy place! Keep it classy. These are...

S: Some type of Whale nipples. M: Stop talking about Whale nipples

Act like an adult. Quickly.

S: Uhhhh...Holidays... M: Indeed! The news today. Did you see the news?

S: How do you feel about the Hillary/Trump - thing? M: things..

M: I might - You know, I might petition to clean up the parks

because there are some hooligans that have been skateboarding around there, lately.

S: Wait, wait a second... M: And it's unsafe for the children.

S: What are you gonna do? Write a strongly worded letter to someone? M: YES!

M: Have you cleaned the leaf gutter? S: What, rain gutter?

S: Actually, funny story: One of the pipes from the rain gutter actually blew off.

And I don't know how to get up there and plug it back in.

So, we'll see what happens in a couple years.

M: In the meantime, let's enjoy their magical, warm cookies

and their homemade scones!

S: Why did you say "let's!", as if this is gonna be a plural of enjoying this cookie?

M: *sighs*

I can smell the smell of the cookie from here. It's like the most perfect perfume.

S: Not my style of cookie.

M: *starts to awkwardly beckon for the cookie using her tongue*

S: I'll let you have some, though.

This is your style of cookie.

M: Oh my gerd~

S: Do you like.. M: It's like I'm a kitty and I'm getting scratches.

S: Do you like old ass grandma biscuits?

Cause that's what this is. This is old ass grandma biscuits.

M: Oh my god. It's butter pastry that they put together and baked

and sprinkled with those gigantic chunks of sugar that you get

when you get those cookies. The European cookies at Christmas time.

And it's warm.

S: I should have gotten the cream filled one in the middle.

M: You're an adult.

You can buy another cookie.

S: I COULD buy another cookie.

S: Uhm, cookies? M: Oh my god~

M: Yaaas! S: Mmm...

S: Okay~

M: The big pancakes!

M: WOAW!

S: Oh, this is one of the best smells! M: Oh~

M: So you thought we were kidding when I said these were big pancakes.

M: This is, like, a cake that's shaped like a pan.

S: This is an actual cake

that's the size of a pan.

M: Uhm, heads up! Did Simon just take my joke and then just said the joke as if I didn't just say it?

Cause that's what just happened.

M: Macro shots!

* sexy food music *

M: Simon's gonna cut into the pancake an I'm sure that he will share it with me.

I'm positive that he will be sharing with me.

S: Oh my god ~ M: I'm sure he'll cut into it first...

M: ...and he'll give me a piece... S: Do you see this?

M: ...and then he'll share it with me.

S: This is obscene.

S: Ok. Here.

Ok. We're even now.

M: That doesn't seem very fair at all.

S: Look at the thickness...

...of this obscene pancake.

M: I can't believe it's cooked perfectly through. How do they do this?

S: Are you ready?

M: I'm gonna take a very ladylike, gigantic bite.

* sexy food music *

M: Now that we're not out of our minds crazy with hunger

I can say more things about this pancake.

M: It is not a traditional pancake. S: Nope.

M: Like, if you're thinking about a buttermilk pancake, this is not that.

This is more like your basic pancake but it does taste a bit sweeter than usual.

S: Kinda like a basic birthday cake but without the frosting.

M: Like a vanilla birthday cake. S: Except,

S: It's the perfect version of it.

You don't need anything else for it.

This is the essence of pancake.

What's amazing about this is also that we've been to other places that serve really big pancakes

and the biggest problem we have with those pancakes is that

S: the top is cooked, the bottom is cooked; they're tough. M: Uhm-hmm

S: And the middle is gooey. M: Like raw.

M: This is the middle.

S: This is one inch thick.

Perfectly cooked. All throughout.

There are no spots that are raw.

S: This is made to perfection. M: It's too close to my face.

M: Just keep talking.

This doesn't even need syrup.

S: No. M: I think the butter is all that you need for this magical pancake.

S: Look at how golden brown that is.

When you make pancakes at home, the first two that you make,

are always burnt and shitty. M: Your garbage pancake.

S: Your garbage pancakes, your testing pancakes.

But these are perfectly brown, all through.

M: Look at the other side. It's beautiful.

S: Just beautiful all around.

Even the edges are perfectly cooked!

M: How do they do this magic?

S: We waited a long time to get into this place.

And I almost lost my shit.

M: Hahahahaha.

S: This far away, of losing my shit with hunger. M: It was close.

M: But was it worth it?

S: This is definitely worth it. M: Uhm-hmm.

S: If you wanna try the best pancake of your life,

you HAVE to come here.

S: It's so good!

S: I guarantee you,

you haven't had a pancake like this.

Unless you've had a pancake like this. M: Uhm-hmm

S: Did that even make sense? M: Yeah, it does not but we'll go with that.

S: How does somebody eat their pancake so slow?

What's wrong with you, woman?

Eat your pancakes like a human.

*slow sad music*

S: So I've convinced Dan and Martina that it's really important for them

to go outside and get shots of the snow.

S: For a video about pancakes. It's not really important.

But I convinced them that it was important.

So that they leave their plates unattended.

S: Guess, who doesn't have a pancake on their plate anymore.

Whoo! Is that you, Dan?

Who doesn't have a pancake anymore?

S: Yeah, Dan, keep on recording videos of the snow. That's super import..

*shocked*

*frantically thinking of how to explain the situation while smiling awkwardly*

(what?)

M: What's happening here?

S: It is super important for you to get videos of the snowfall outside.

M: Where's my pancake?

What's this?

S: Wuat? This is my pancake.

M: Where's my pancake?

S: Where IS your pancake?

M: Where's Dan's pancake?

S: Where's Dan?

No, Dan, Dan's recording.

He's got a important shit to do.

M: He's trying to eat my pancake!

* happy, cheery music *

M: Look at that

beautiful, fresh soufflé.

S: All you can smell is the lightly burnt sugar

over all of this.

It's an eye-watering warmth that just ~Ahhhh

M: So these two things are the most popular things on the menu.

It's a little bit of a wait for the soufflé

because they make it fresh.

But, look at that gorgeousness!

She told me that I'm supposed to crack it open.

And inside of it I put this fresh cream which,

yeah, I'm gonna do.

M: Guys, S: Ok, you're ready?

The smell smells like, what you would imagine grandmothers' houses smell like.

*sexy food music*

S: Let me try.

I gave you one of my whole pancakes.

M: *growling*

Do you like crème brulée? Do you like warm pudding?

And crème brulée?

Because this is a warm pudding crème brulée.

It's eggy and it's fluffy and it's not overly sugared.

Because the sugar comes with the cream.

This is unbelievable.

And it's so~

like, warm

oh my god~

M: Why is the word "soufflé" such an old person thing?

Like "My soufflés are sinking!"

S: I gotta say, this isn't my style of dessert

but I love this!

Cause, it tastes so eggy and custardy. M: Custard-egg.

But the fluffness, it's got a cake texture in there as well

without just tasting like a pudding. Uhm.

This is like a pudding cake