My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...
Ok, first I need to tell you that breakfast is my favorite meal of the day.
The minute my eyes open in the morning…I’m ravenous.
I’m also one those of those crazy people who can enjoy eating a breakfast meal anytime of the day.
I LOVE breakfast!
During my heavy-duty partying years in Florida, there was nothing more wonderful than going to breakfast totally TRASHED at three o’clock in the morning and eating a big, fat breakfast at either a Denny’s or Perkins.
Food tastes so much better when your stoned, doesn’t it?
Anyway…
About two weeks ago I noticed they were beginning construction on an IHOP Restaurant around the corner from where I live. And the minute I saw it, I started jumping up and down; clapping my hands like a little girl who discovered that Santa brought her an Easy-Bake-Oven for Christmas.
OMG…I was SOOOO excited.
Thoughts of going there and ordering scrambled eggs, hash browns, bacon, orange juice, and coffee on a Sunday morning was more excitement than I could stand.
I talked about it non-stop at work, “Yippee…did you see they’re opening an IHOP around the corner? Yippee…did you see they’re opening an IHOP around the corner?”
“Yes Ron, we heard you the first 450 times…now SHUT THE FUCK UP!”
They just recently had the grand opening and I haven’t had a chance to go yet, but when I do…I’m sure to have an IHOP roman food orgy.
Yesterday morning while I was going to the drug store to pick up a few things, I had to walk pass the restaurant. And much to surprise I saw someone dressed in a costume that resembled a female pancake.
The poor little thing stood there on the street corner waving her tiny hands at everyone walking by. But it was so sad because not a single soul would wave back at her. In fact, I noticed that everyone avoided making eye contact with her (myself included). I mean, here was this GIANT pancake dressed in a pink ruffled skirt, a hat, and gloves; waving her little heart out as she was being totally ignored.
I know this sounds silly, but I felt sorry for her.
So while I was walking back from the drug store, I promised myself that I would giver her a little wave and say Hello.
And as I did, she was overcome with jubilation and starting waving back at me with such gusto, I thought she was going to fall backwards and hit the trash can.
And when I turned around to get another look at her…
…it was the first time in my life I ever saw a pancake SMILE.
You GO, pancake girl!
Have a great weekend everyone!
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