This morning we took our family out to breakfast. What an experience. Slow was the word. It took about an hour for them to get our eggs cold enough to serve them. They didn't make Kim's omlet because they ran out of mushrooms. They didn't tell her, they just didn't bring her any food. Holly's food was totally uneatable. Jeff's was wrong. And everyone's was cold unless they remade the breakfast item for that person. The best thing about breakfast was that we made 'memories'. No one will forget this breakfast for awhile, nor will we purposely eat there again.
Everyone went home, so we had to go on with our day. Jim worked in the yard and I worked in the house. Lots to catch up on after being gone a month.
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