And by PanPan, we mean Pancake Pantry (thanks to AOL City’s Best for our new favorite catch phrase).
While researching whether or not the “locals” actually refer to the Pancake Pantry as “PanPan” (the answer is “no”), we came across one of the best stories we’ve read in a while. If you’ve lived here for over 16 years, this is probably old news, but allow us newcomers our revelry in this piece of Nashville folklore. From the 1992 Darwin Awards Nominations:
It seems one of the Pancake Pantry employees, noting how successful the place was, thought it would be a perfect place to rob. Early one morning, he climbed on the roof and reached the exhaust chute that hangs over the Pantry’s large flat grill. Upon inspection, the perpetrator realized that he couldn’t negotiate the tight passage fully dressed. He disrobed and slid down the exhaust chute naked. This was the last thing he ever did.
Imagine the surprise of the opening crew for the restaurant that morning! As they prepared for the morning’s breakfast, they were horrified to find a pair of legs dangling just inches from the griddle.
What happened to our would-be villain? It seems that the chute was so tight, there was no room for error. As he slid down the chute, he slipped and caught his own arm under his chin, where he stuck. He died by suffocating himself.
The moral of the story? When you break into a building, stick to a door or window (unless you’re Santa).
Photo by SummerTX.
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