The Compleat Diner Experience

Unbelievably tight day today, as my Wednesdays are going to be for the foreseeable future. Didn't walk back in the front door until 10 PM, with a turkey sandwich being the entirety of what I'd had to eat. So I was very happy that Yesenia had made pancakes, of all things. They were sitting in the oven, under a dishtowel, and I wolfed a couple down dry while heading upstairs to kiss Yesenia goodnight before she went to sleep.

Then I headed back downstairs, put a few more on a plate and poured on the syrup. Then - well, what follows pancakes as an entrée? Think it would be something with eggs? The closest thing we had to that was some matzoh ball soup that we made the other day, and that recipe called for four eggs. Too many eggs for the perfect matzoh ball soup, as it turns out, but still pretty edible. To follow the pancakes, I had a bowl of that.

To polish it all off - well, I'd like to say that I had either a wrapped peppermint or some buttermints with trace amounts of urine on them to really make it seem like the diner, but I opted instead for a Lindt milk chocolate truffle heart from the box that Yesenia got me for Valentine's Day.

There was no check, of course - but I'm sure I'll be paying for it later.

D.