I generally eat breakfast in as I usually only have cereal. On the rare occasion we go out for breakfast it's a waste of money as I hardly eat anything.
Local greasy spoon diner, sit at the counter and watch the cook do his crazy high volume breakfast production without ever losing his cool. Half a dozen orders going at once, pancakes next to scrambled eggs next to omelettes next to bacon next to more eggs with a pile of home fries on one side and a stack of sausage on the other. And not those little wussy breakfast sausages, either. Big, thick sons of bitches, like a toddler's calf. Waitstaff butters the toast on a cutting board so old there's a 1 inch deep depression worn out of it in front of the toaster. Coffee that isn't great or terrible or really anything other than coffee, the way god intended. Pay at the door on your way out, cash only, no credit cards. And no, they don't have an ATM. Bring cash or eat somewhere else.
Local greasy spoon diner, sit at the counter and watch the cook do his crazy high volume breakfast production without ever losing his cool. Half a dozen orders going at once, pancakes next to scrambled eggs next to omelettes next to bacon next to more eggs with a pile of home fries on one side and a stack of sausage on the other. And not those little wussy breakfast sausages, either. Big, thick sons of bitches, like a toddler's calf. Waitstaff butters the toast on a cutting board so old there's a 1 inch deep depression worn out of it in front of the toaster. Coffee that isn't great or terrible or really anything other than coffee, the way god intended. Pay at the door on your way out, cash only, no credit cards. And no, they don't have an ATM. Bring cash or eat somewhere else.
Local greasy spoon diner, sit at the counter and watch the cook do his crazy high volume breakfast production without ever losing his cool. Half a dozen orders going at once, pancakes next to scrambled eggs next to omelettes next to bacon next to more eggs with a pile of home fries on one side and a stack of sausage on the other. And not those little wussy breakfast sausages, either. Big, thick sons of bitches, like a toddler's calf. Waitstaff butters the toast on a cutting board so old there's a 1 inch deep depression worn out of it in front of the toaster. Coffee that isn't great or terrible or really anything other than coffee, the way god intended. Pay at the door on your way out, cash only, no credit cards. And no, they don't have an ATM. Bring cash or eat somewhere else.
Ours is called "Thumb's Up Diner"
Monster plates of food.
usually 2, but more if i ate mexican or indian, those really tear me up.
My first **** may count as two though cuz i usually sit on the head for about 15 minutes in the morning while forcing coffe down my throat trying to spite my hangover and heartburn