Scotch pancakes. Hot off the girdle (yes, girdle, not griddle), sprinkled with lemon juice and sugar or spread with jam.
Nobody would DARE call them crepes. They'd get a Glesca Kiss if they did.
Gaz, my gran used to make something called "beggars pancakes", which were more like johnnycakes or what they call "biscuits" in the Deep South. They're lovely with gravy.