SOL 2/31: Eggs in the City with the Grands

They pick me up at 7:50 on the dot. I hop in the car, notepad and pencil in hand. I am a reporter interviewing them for for why they love this particular restaurant:  

Grandson (9 3/4):  "Because their pancakes are really good and there's a very good view!"

Granddaughter (turning six next month):  "I like the eggs on the motorcycle."

Granddaughter (4 1/2):  "I really like the eggs on the motorcycle and the pancakes and that's it!"

Son (41):  "I like being together on Saturday morning." 

We leave their mom home to enjoy some extra rest, but their new puppy prevented that.

We drive to our destination, somewhere the grands wanted to take me the last time I visited, but it was a forty-five minute wait. We sit in the parking lot with other early risers waiting for the doors to open. 

I peruse the extensive menu and finally settle on the Goldie Locks (egg, bacon, and pancake), Blake orders the Fried Chicken-n-Waffle, and all three grands choose the Chocolate Chip  Pancakes.  The Mickey Mouse pancakes arrive with blueberry eyes, strawberry eyebrows, a blackberry smile, and a dollop of whipped cream. The breakfast banter slows as everyone digs in.

As our table is cleared, an employee arrives with a huge basket of candy. As they waffle about which treat to choose, the employee tells them they can select two. I wonder why no one mentioned this basket of treats when I interviewed them!

We wander outside Eggs in the City for a photo opp with the eggs on the motorcycle. 

Meet Gerald and Bob (named by the grands)! 

This is my fifteenth year participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge, writing every day during the month of March. Thank you, Two Writing Teachers, for creating this challenge and providing the space and support for us year after year. And thanks to this magnificent community for sharing stories with me and encouraging my writing life.