It was such a springy sunny day... We thought we'd go have a fancy brunch up the canyon... Well, at least up the canyon happened. We went to this little restraunt place, can't even remember the name. The setting seemed so quaint, across a bridge nestled next to the mountains, juxtaposed to a rambling river. We went inside and felt like we were in someones warm and cozy living room. Then Stella (I will call her Stella for story purposes) yelled across the room, "Are you with the Hunsaker's?" She belted it out so eloquently, while standing so stout in her sophisticated white and black striped t-shirt, black cotton skirt and white knee length, tube socks.
We responded "No", she continued to shout from across the room, her voice wafted above our fellow breakfast brunch conesuers. "14.95 all you can eat...they'll be bringing out more chicken livers soon." Then with a nod of her head and point of her finger we were directed to our divine breakfast table. Seated just steps away from the smorgasbord of breakfast delight. Lovingly placed on a 1970's wood paneled rolling cart, complete with heat lamps and sneeze guard.
Biscuits and gravy, hash browns, scrambled eggs, shriveled sausage, unidentifiable brown goo, and something they called "chicken livers" they were very proud of. It was hard to not just pull up a chair and eat right from the buffet. I did however resist and simply placed reasonable portions on my plate and dug right in. Oh how I long for the salmonella to kick in!
Once we had sat down and began our breakfast feast, Stella, our waitress delicately whispered in my ear "she'll be around to get you drinks." Apparently she was struck shy when speaking of beverages, yet is proud and confident of her $14.95 buffet!
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