Half an hour after the Charlottesville Ten Miler, the Italian Villa was stuffed with medal-draped runners and their indulgent friends and family (let’s face it: Sitting in a booth next to an unshowered competitor can be a little…odorous). The pigs-in-blankets and egg-and-bacon combos were flying from the kitchen. Though we understand the appeal of a post-race protein gorge, we wanted something lighter, and the pecan pancakes fit the bill—substantial but not ponderous, with a nod to healthy living in the form of chopped nuts. As far as polishing off breakfast, we made record time.
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