Tuesday, September 14, 2010
It's Only Breakfast - I'm just sayin'.
Now, I'm not opposed to paying a fair price for a meal. But you gotta understand, this wasn't a welcome-to-chez'blah-this-way-to-your-seat kinda place. Nay, nay. This was a walk-to-the-counter, pray-they-get-the-order-right, carry-a-tray-of-paper-wrapped-food kinda place.
A quarter Benjamin?!? For one biscuit, a little sausage and something that passes for potatoes?
I guess I'm showing my age a little. I sound like my dad with the "When I was a boy..." syndrome. Although, when he was a boy, he could go to the square in Harrison and get four hamburgers and four cokes for $1.00!! How sweet is that?!
Are my girls destined to repeat the process when they hit their 40's? After paying the tab for their brood, will they breathe a heavy sigh and reminisce "Yep, breakfast was only 24 bucks when I was a kid!"