Recent Challenges of Mettle, Part One:
Breakfast For Lunch
Having lunch last week with friend Special K, we ended up at a classic outer-east Portland diner, breakfast until 3pm. She ordered the "Light Breakast" which included a pancake the size of a hubcap and a pound of sausage. I ordered the ham and cheese omelet which was about four feet long. I couldn't eat it all.
K
(very judgemental)
Not finishing your omelet, eh?
S
Ugh, I'm stuffed. That thing was huge!
K
Mmm hmm.
S
Don't judge me. That was way too much food.
K
Sure, sure, ok.
S Jesus, gimme a break K! I'm not a lumberjack I'm a fucking city planner.
K
(laughing)
S
We have tiny tummies.
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Discussion:
Send that tasty dish out this way, I'll eat it! Oh and the omelet, too.
I can't believe we lost that World Cup game to Mexico. Bullshite.
A pound of sausage and ham? I thought you Portlanders were supposed to be more evolved than the rest of the country. Driving through Texas, you'd feel right at home.
Oh, and Marc? Get to work. JESUS.
All that meat makes us smart. And you're right, when I was last in Texas I did feel right at home; In five days I had BBQ brisket at seven meals. ADD IT UP. I mow my lawn with a manual push-reel mower for chrissakes...you've gotta give me the pig.
The consumption of masses amounts of grease and fat. Heckling a friend for not finishing his food. Carrying a ginormous jar of red-dyed, sausagey-type things. Now there is a portrait of a lady.
Thanks Schang.
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