Legal Note: Once again, no Korean waiter/busboy-type persons were maimed or killed during the eating of this breakfast this morning.
(No official web-site available.) Place: Eddie's Cafe Location: 800 Divisadero Street (on the corner of Fulton Street); phonicular contact: (415) 563-9780
Hours: open Monday through Saturday at 7:30am; open Sunday at 8:30am (they must have changed their hours since I had eaten there last year, which I only found out this morning the hard way) Meal: Cheddar Cheese, Onion, & Avocado Omelett[ sic ] ~ served with hashbrowns and (2) homemade (diner-made, whatever) biscuits; and a mugga (and a half-refilla) their house Coffee ~ served in a (your 2017-2018 NBA Champion... well, unless you happen to be from Cleveland or are a big cry-baby named "LeBron") Golden State Warriors mug
(In case you were wondering just what the h*ck the EweToobular juxtaselection is here, it is a well-known fact that meatloaf is a very popular breakfast dish in Korea.) So, like an eedjit, I arrived at Eddie's Cafe (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, January 7th, 2018) forty-five minutes early and had to sit in my car waiting for them to open. I had it planned so that I would arrive just around the time that I thought they were supposed to open. If it had not been raining (again) this morning, I could have walked over to Alamo Square to kill the time. Luckily, at that un-gawdly hour on a Sunday morning, parking in the neighborhood is pretty easy and I was able to park right across the street.
Once again, there was nothing really special about this omelett[ sic ], it was just your basic friendly, neighborhood Korean family-owned diner fare. It did have a good amount of diced-up avocado in it, which is nice, but I bet with some fresh-sliced jalapeños added to it, it would have been even better. I do like that they offer a choice of (plain ol') toast or (fresh-made) biscuits and a choice of either hashbrowns or greets. Of course, I opted for the fresh-baked biscuits; I can always cook my own toast at home. I stuck with hashbrowns this morning because I had brought along two different bottles of my own hot sauces and figured that one would go better with potatoes than with greets. As far as their own condimentary supplements goes, Eddie's Cafe had just Louisiana's Pure Crystal®Hot Sauce at the booths and on the diner-counter, but they do also have some good Korean gochujang (available upon request). I used the second new bottle that I had received as a Christmas gift, Peaks of Otter Peppers ~ Inca GoldHot Sauce (Thanks, Greg & Cindy!) on top of the omelett[ sic ] and used some Pepper Palace™Chocolate Habanero Hot Sauce (Thanks, Cindy & Greg! [Who are no relation what-so-ever to the above two gifters.]) on the potatoes. The Inca Gold (Ingredients: Mango, pineapple, Red Habanero chile peppers, vinegar, salt & sugar) turned out to be only of medium heat (well, medium for me) and added a nice sweet-heat fruitiness to the omelett[ sic ]. https://www.peaksofotterpeppers.com/
On this visit, I gifted (making sure to pay for my meal first; they have this terrible tradition of comping a meal to anyone that brings in a gift mug; nice try!) them a mug from Tarpon Springs[1] (the one in Floridia, not the much more famous village in Ελλάδα) that was adorned with some swimming manatees (well, they coulda been womanatees, I could not really tell from the cartoon pictures). We had lunch one day last month in Tarpon Springs while I was vacationing in Disneylandia, and I had picked it up at one of the gift shops in town. I did spy my gifted St. Augustine mug from last year; however, I could not locate either the mug from Vien (gifted in January 2012) or the Liverpudlian mug (gifted in January 2011) among the hundreds of other gifted mugs on their shelves. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Cheddar Cheese, Onion, & Avocado Omelett[ sic ] ~ 6.0 ___________________
Airport Breakfastary Food - Part VIII Orlando International Airport (MCO)[1], Orlando, FL (Sunday, 12/23/2018) https://zazacubandiner.com/ Place: zaza™ - Cuban Café Location: Airside 3 (Gates 30-59), Orlando International Airport, One Jeff Fuqua Boulevard, Orlando, FL
Hours: open daily at 5:00am Meal: Egg & Cheese Croissant; a Cuban Guava Pastry-thing (puff pastry filled with guava jelly); and to drink, a Colada[2] (Double Espresso) ~ a double shot zaza™ Cuban Espresso, infused with cremita sugar (which I made sure to have them uninfuse)[3]
(I have been told that the Jive Aces originally all hailed from República de Cuba.) Because I had eaten large homemade breakfasts (everything from gingerbread waffles and gingerbread pancakes, to French toast, to Eggs à la Grêg, to Christmas cookies [do not judge me], to etc.) almost every day during the past week while vacationing in "the City Beautiful"[4], I decided to get a simpler and smaller meal for my early morning repast on my return trip back home. So I simply and smally chose to eat at zaza™ - Cuban Café at the airport. This shop is more of a "grab-and-go" kinda place, but there were a few seats and tables at the back along the runway-side windows. The choices of actual good "sit-down" style restaurants were limited in this part of the terminal, anyway. There were really only a few other viable options off their breakfast menu for those of the stupid vegetarian ilk: Veggie (uggh!) Scrambler ~ prepared with onions, peppers, tomatoes and cheese, served with Cuban toast; Oatmeal al Caribe ~ creamy oatmeal prepared with cinnamon sticks; or Egg & Cheese Cuban Sandwich ~ fluffy scrambled eggs prepared with cheese on our toasted Cuban bread (initially I had asked for this, but the lady at the counter [counteress?] misunderstood me and entered the order incorrectly; I suppose it would have been basically the same meal as I ended up with, but with Cuban bread instead of a croissant).
meh! I suppose this was better'n most of the breakfastary cr*p you might be able to order at your local King Wendy in the McDonald's Box fast-food joints, but it really was all still rather sadly torpid in taste. The guava pastry was okay, though. The double-shot of Espresso seemed a tad bit on the short side; I wonder if they gave me a single-shot also accidentally. In the way of condimentary supplementation, all that I saw available were those plastic one-serving packets of Texas Pete®Original Hot Sauce. Unfortunately, I did not see those until after I had already finished my meal; this banal breakfast really coulda used an extra flavour boost. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Egg & Cheese Croissant ~ 5.5; Cuban Guava Pastry-thing ~ 6.2 ___________________
1. The airport code "MCO" stands for the airport's former name, McCoy Air Force Base, a Strategic Air Command (SAC) installation, that was closed in 1975 as part of a general military drawdown following the end of the Vietnam War. 2. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day: The Spanish word "colada" translates as "strained" (or "wash/laundry"). I had always (mis-)assumed that it was just the Spanish word for "coconut" ~ as in "piña colada", because I knew "piña" meant "pineapple". However, it refers to the "straining" process to extract the fresh pineapple juice used in that drink. For what it is worth, the Spanish word for "coconut" is simply "coco" (see, sometimes this cunning linguistics stuff ain't cirugía de cohetes) and another Spanish word for "pineapple" is "ananás". 3. Café Cubano (also known as Cuban Espresso, Cuban Coffee, Cafecito, Cuban pull, and Cuban shot) is a type of Espresso that originated in Cuba. Specifically, it refers to an Espresso shot which is sweetened with demerara sugar which has been whipped with the first and strongest drops of Espresso. (So, technically, I just had a plain ol' Double Espresso.)
4. Yes, this is the actual chosen nickname of Orlando, Florida, USA. I do not want to insult any of the 280,000+ residents of "the City Beautiful", but I have been to downtown Oakland, California and Council Bluffs, Iowa and even they could claim that silly moniker if they really wanted.
Note: No Korean waiter/busboy-type persons were maimed or killed during the eating of this breakfast this morning.
(No official web-site available.) Place: Eddie's Cafe Location: 800 Divisadero Street (on the corner of Fulton Street); phonicular contact: (415) 563-9780 Hours: open Sunday through Saturday at 7:30am (closed every other day of the week) Meal: Vegetable Omelett[ sic ] ~ with added avocado and (real!) Cheddar cheese, served with hashbrowns and (2) homemade (café-made, whatever) biscuits; and a mugga (and one refilla) their house Coffee ~ served in a (your 2016-2017 NBA Champion... well, unless you happen to be from Cleveland or named "LeBron") Golden State Warriors mug
(What is the EweToobular juxtaselection for today? Simples! Everyone knows that Michael Paré [Wow! Who knew he could sing that well? He shoulda had a singing role in that "Streets on Fire" movie, too!] is a big fan of omeletts[ sic ].) Like yesterday's meal, today's breakfastary destination was another completely premeditated coddiwompling (moronic oxen be d*mned still!). I had picked up a Coffee cup during my recent Christmas vacation trip to Florida to specifically be gifted to Eddie's Cafe (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, January 7th, 2012 ~ now, what are the odds?! ~ that was exactly six years ago today). I initially had planned on getting a nice gift cup/mug from Historic Olde St. Augustine, but put it off too long while we were there and ended up just getting a chintzy, all-inclusive Florida cup/mug at a roadside combined fruit stand/candy shop/gift shop. At least it came with its own matching ceramic teaspoon (... which is nice). Even so, the Korean owner/manager guy still appreciated it. I made sure to wait until after I had already paid for my meal before giving it to them; they have this nasty habit of comping your meal if you bring in a gift cup/mug... no one gives Brian a free meal! D*mmit! ... wait... that is a good thing... right?! Oh, okay, so maybe next time...
Once again, I sat at their diner-counter... all the better to view the hundreds(?) of other gifted Coffee cups/mugs on the shelves along the back walls. There really is nothing much special about the food that is served at this local corner diner-ish place. It is just that this little (Korean) family-owned restaurant has a great friendly, neighborhood atmosphere to it and that is always a good reason to return (even if it might take six years to do so).
One thing I did like about the meal this morning was that it was named "Vegetable" (not "Veggie" ~ uggh!) Omelett[ sic ] (so they can be forgiven any mispelinks [besides, no Glen Bacon Scale points are ever deducted for type-o's... or Type AB Negatives, even]). The vegetables in the omelette included: tomatoes, green bell peppers, onions, and mushrooms. I mentioned "(real!) Cheddar cheese" in the description above because many little diner-type places will tell you they use "Cheddar cheese" in their food, but it usually ends up just being that faux yellow "cheese-product" stuff. I also like that they offer a choice of toast or homemade (café-made, whatever) biscuits (yeah, that was a no-brainer choice for this no-brain; I can cook my own toast at home). Plus, they give you three good side-choices of hashbrowns, homefries, or greets (I have never had their homefries before; maybe next time I will order those if I get a freebie meal). Eddie's Cafe only has bottles of Louisiana's Pure Crystal®Hot Sauce on the diner-top and at the booths (they do also have a hidden supply of Gochujang for use if you ask... I only know this because I have asked in the past). It really did not matter what they had to offer; I had brought some more of my own new additions to my (ridiculously, ever-growing) collection of hot sauces. Because I had only used a few drops of Tijuana Flats Tex-Mex Smack My *ssand Call Me Santa (Thanks again, Rick!) yesterday, I brought it with me again today to use in full force, where I went very liberally (okay, maybe it was more of a fake-Republican, very stable genius usage) on the omelette and some H*ll's Kitchen® Smoky Bourbon Hot Sauce[1] (Thanks, Mom!) on the hashbrowns. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Vegetable Omelett ~ 6.1; Friendly, neighborhood atmosphere ~ 7.8 ___________________
1. This was another new/Christmas gift that I was trying out for the first time. It included a set of five (5!!!) more d*mn hot sauces to take up space on my refrigerator door shelves. (I have a sneaking suspition [and how come no one ever has an "overt suspition"?] that my mother may have purchased this set at a local W*lmarts. Not only does she know that I have put a moratorium on any new hot sauces until I can use up about half of what I already have clogging up my refrigerator door shelves, but she explicitly knows that I also absolutely loathe giving any money to those Chinese-owned b*stages at W*lmart!) https://www.ebay.com/i/182985212369?chn=ps
http://www.bakerstreetbistro.com/ Place: Baker Street Bistro Location: 2953 Baker Street (between Lombard and Greenwich Streets) Hours: open for "le Brunch" Saturday & Sunday at 9:00am Meal: Pain Perdu A brunch favorite! ~ two slices of cinnamon French toast, fresh fruit, strawberry coulis & crème fraîche; a side of frites maison; and a cuppa (and 1-1/2 refillas) Café ~ avec des feuilles de menthe Cette certainement! I had an Epiphany this morning when I awoke... I figured the best way to start the New Year (Bonne Année!) was to eat my first breakfast out for the year at Baker Street Bistro (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, September 3rd, 2017) for some Pain Perdu vraiment extraordinaire! (Nah, not really. This was more of a premeditated coddiwompling [moronic oxen be d*mned!]) Unfortunately, it was still a little too chilly to sit outside on their sidewalk café seating area this morning. (Okay, so maybe it wasn't quite as cold as the freezing arctic temperatures they have been having in Florida lately, but it was still pretty cold for my liking, and I am a bit of a wimp like them buncha whingers in New England these days: "Ooooh! It is soooo cold outside. Six to eight feet of snow was dumped on us all in one day!"... boo-effin'-hoo! Think of all the poor iguanas in Florida that are falling outta the trees!)
Ce n'est pas un chef-d'œuvre! (... but it was pretty d*rn close, Leonardo!) (I will just let the above photo do the thousand-word talking for me.) Les fruits du jour: une fraise (pas une baie botanique) (and made into some kinda fancy-shmancy flower-thing); pomme (pas une baie botanique); pastèque (une baie botanique); ananas (pas une baie botanique); et cantaloup (une baie botanique). Having eaten at Baker Street Bistro a few times in the past (sarcasm is so hard to detect in prose form), I knew that their selection of condimentary supplementation only ranged at Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce). Therefore, I made sure to bring along with me a few of my brand new (as in just presented to me at Christmas) selections from my ever-growing (and, let's face it, at this point, never-ending, Bastian) supply of hot sauces. The count on my refrigerator door shelves now stands at 31(!!!) (trente et un) d*mn hot sauces! I went with a good amount of Chili in Hawaii - Habanero Garlic Hot Sauce (Thanks, Cindy & Greg!) on the homefries and just a few drops of (because I had brought it along with me, anyway, I wanted to use some) Tijuana Flats Tex-Mex[1]Smack My *ssand Call Me Santa (Thanks, Rick!) on one small square of the Pain Perdu. (Don't you judge me! What is French toast but eggs, milk, and bread... Eggs always go great with hot sauce... Milk and bread? Sounds like Pizza to me; and everyone knows that hot sauce always goes great on Pizza, too... okay, so maybe the maple syrup was an anomaly... but still... ) the Wild Parrots of San Francisco Interlude
Once again, I parked over by the Presidio's Lombard Gate and was entertained by the sight of several (and heard many more, too) of my feather-brained chatterbird friends high up in their roost in the tall Eucalyptus trees by the wall along Lyon Street. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Pain Perdu A brunch favorite!~ 8.2 (mais certainement); the Wild Parrotsof San Francisco ~ 8.5 ___________________
1. https://tijuanaflats.com/ Apparently, this chain of (semi-)fast food restaurants got started and is based out of Florida. I had never been to one before my Christmas vacation to Orlando last week and had lunch at one in St. Augustine. I particularly liked that they offer about eighteen different versions (from mild to pretty d*rn hot) of bottled hot sauces for use (and most of those are available for sale; hence, my gift). However, seeing as there really are no locations in Texas, I think they should call their cuisine "Flex-Mex" instead.
https://www.countryinns.com/saint-augustine-hotel-fl-32084/flstagdt/hotel/dining/detail Place: the Country Inn & Suites Location: 231 San Marco Avenue, St. Augustine, FL Hours: open for breakfast Monday - Friday at 6:00am, Saturday - Sunday at 7:00am (and Coffee is served/available 24 hours a day!) Meal: two egg patty scrambles and breakfast potatoes with assorted toppings; a bowl of mixed fruits with yoghurt; and to drink a glassa cranberry-apple juice (they had both cranberry juice and apple juice in separate dispensers, so I mixed them together as 'arf-'n'-'arf) During my Christmas Vacation trip to Orlando, Florida last week, we (that "we" would be: my hosts ~ Greg & Cindy, Greg's brother ~ Rick, and me ~ Brian) made an overnight trip up to St. Augustine on Boxing Day. While there, we stayed at the Country Inn & Suites, which is just a few-ish blocks from downtown (close enough to walk there and back... well, that is, if you didn't just have knee surgery and weren't using a cane to get around). Breakfasts come free with the rooms, which is nice.
The breakfast fare offered was pretty simple. They had these prepared egg-scramble patties, sausage patties, and red potato homefries all ready to go in a covered heated server thing. There were bowls of shredded Cheddar cheese, diced jalapeños, and onions that could be added to the eggs (or, in my case, the eggs and potatoes) to make a sort of quick omelette dish. There were several cold cereals (even I can "cook" those at home myself, so I don't think I would need those while on vacation), hot oatmeal, bagels and cream cheese, and assorted breads, muffins, and pastries. They also had an electric Belgian waffle maker if you were so inclined to prepare your own waffles[1]. Rick was so inclined and made his own waffle. The waffles seemed to be a very popular item with many other people staying at the hotel, too, and the waffle-iron was in constant use.
I suppose I could have toasted a bagel or some bread and made the egg-scramble patties into a sorta Eggamuffin sandwich; however, I didn't see the bagels or bread until after I had already started eating. The fruit salad that was offered included (at least): pineapple, oranges, (possibly?) cantaloupe, and papaya, which you don't get everywhere, so I enjoyed that addition. I also mistook the prepackaged containers of maple syrup for honey and poured that all over my yoghurt and fruit; it was not what I wanted, but it really wasn't that bad like that. St. Augustine is home to some fine Datil pepper[2]hot sauces, but, disappointingly the Country Inn & Suites only had plastic squares of prepackaged salsa to use. So I used one or two of those on my potatoes. Glen Bacon Scale Rating: egg patty scramble and breakfast potatoes with assorted toppings ~ 6.0; bowl of mixed fruits with yoghurt ~ 6.1 (it really wasn't much, but I am giving it an extra 0.1 Glen Bacon Scale points for including papaya) (whereas, Cindy's homemade gingerbread waffles ~ 7.2) ___________________
1. OnChristmas morning, Cindy made some excellent homemade gingerbread Belgian waffles of her own. I had two and a half of the ones Cindy made, so I really didn't feel I needed any more waffles two days later, anyway. 2. https://www.visitstaugustine.com/article/what-heck-datil-pepper
Part the First San Francisco International Airport (SFO) (Saturday, 03/26/16)
http://www.larkcreekgrill.com/ Place: Lark Creek Grill Location: Terminal 2, SFO (the one in California) Hours: open at 5:00am(!) daily (which was plenty early enough for me to eat a leisurely breakfast and still have plenty of time to make an 8:20am flight) Meal: Greek Omelette ~ sautéed (which I would like to point out that they even had it speld kerrektly with the "é") spinach, red onion, mushroom. tapenade, and Feta cheese, served with home fries and choice of toast; and a nice cuppa (and a half-refilla) Mr. Espresso® (didn't catch the roast/blend, though) http://mrespresso.com/
(I am pretty sure that I have linked the first EweToobular juxtaselection before [at least once]. If you don't like it, tough! Start yer own 'd*mn 'blog-thing. As for the second song, everyone loves a little Noel Yang, right?) Sometimes it's nice to relax (if you have the extra time) at a real sit-downy restaurant-joint (and in this case, one that even uses actual cloth napkins for zhlubs[1] like me) with waiters (server-persons, whatever) and enjoy a nice breakfastary repast before heading out on an all-day plane ride. So, it was nice to see that there was still plenty of seating available at Lark Creek Grill so that I wouldn't have to rush with my breakfast. (Heck, it was only about 6:30am and my boarding time wasn't until 7:50am.) At this time, I would especially like to give big kudos to the waiter-server-guy that morning, Jake ("If it's jake with Jake, it's jake with me!"). He was execeptionally knowledgeable and very alert and friendly at that un-gawdly hour even. I heard him ask several other tables "How much time before your flight?", and then suggest some good breakfast ideas depending on their time-table. Another kudo for Jake, later during my meal, when he asked if I'd like more Coffee, he politely laughed at my stupid joke, "No thanks. I'll be up all day." And this was even after I had already paid and tipped him! Now that is true serviceman-ship!
Otherwise, there were slim pickens from which to choose, Mr. Louis Burton Lindley, Jr. The only other choices in Terminal 2 (once inside the post-security area) were: Andalé Mexican Restaurant (see previous 'blog-entry from September 11th, 2013); burger joint (where you can probably get a much better version of an Eggamuffin, but it's still just a "burger joint" ~ their name makes claim to that fact); pinkberry® (if you feel like eating somewhat light and healthy for breakfast); The Plant Cafe Organic™ (even more "healthy" breakfast junk); Wakaba Sushi & Noodle (if you prefer sushi and noodles for breakfast; I saw a few Japanese families doing so, and the bowl of noodles actually sounded pretty good for a breakfastary change); or cat cora's kitchen (Cat Cora was the original food network babe before the likes of Rachael Ray, Giada De Laurentiis, and Paula Deen... however, I don't think that they are open for breakfast, or they weren't showing signs of opening any time soon around 7:00am in the morning). Additionally, there are even two Peet's Coffee & Tea® from which to choose (and within 100 yards of each other) if you are just in the mood for Coffee and pastries. But there are no (none, nada, τίποτα, ничто, zilch) St*rbucks to be found inside Terminal 2, though. Ha! http://andalemexican.com/ http://burgerjointsf.com/ http://www.pinkberry.com/ http://www.theplantcafe.com/ http://www.flysfo.com/content/wakaba http://catcora.com/restaurants/ http://www.peets.com/
First impressions: I liked the olive tapenade (Kalamata possibly) on the top of the omelette (I would have liked more of it, though, as it was very tasty). There were lots of fresh (well, fresh sautéed) spinach in it, and the homefries were very good (extra crispy and crunchy, just like I like 'em). However, the minuses (the minus?) far outweighed any of the pluses. There was hardly any Feta in the omelette at all. And this is not my usual complaint that I would liked to have had more Feta in my meal. The Feta that was in there was just very minuscule little crumbles. I hate having to repeat myself, but "Everything's betta with Feta!"™ I had ordered sourdough for my toasty choice; however, it ended up coming out as whole wheat. No biggie there, Jake. For condimentary supplementation, Lark Creek Grill had both Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) and Tapatío®Salsa PicanteHot Sauce. I used some of the Tapatío® on my potatoes (I didn't bother bringing any of my own hot sauce collection with me on vacation; besides, the TSA won't allow more than a 2 oz bottle through security). This was the perfect way to start a trip or vacation: relaxed, full-bellied, and a bit over-caffeinated. Part the Second Orlando International Airport (MCO), Orlando, FL (Sunday, 04/03/16)
https://www.rubytuesday.com/ Place(s): Dunkin'Donuts® (pre-TSA check) and Ruby Tuesday(once inside the terminal area) Location: Terminal B, Orlando International Airport Hours: Dunkin'Donuts® ~ ??? (they were open at 6:00am when I had arrived; so that's good enough for me); Ruby Tuesday ~ open at 7:00am daily (pre-)Meal: Boston Kreme (doughnut) and a medium cuppa Original Blend Meal: Veggie Benedict ~ à (nice job on the correctly accent-graved "à", Ruby) la Florentine with sautéed (ditto on the accent-aigued "é", Ms. Tuesday) spinach and tomato, served with breakfast potatoes; and a glassa Tropical Sunrise ~ "Just another drink in paradise. It's a blend of mango, pineapple, and O.J. shaken with ice and served with a splash of grenadine and a cherry. Refills are free."
(Why a the Corrs song? Everyone knows they run on Dunkin'Donuts®. It's really such a shame that those Irish sisters are so extremely homely. And who/why is that old man playing the guitar with them?) I think that I have only eaten at a Ruby Tuesday once before (wayyyy back in October 1983 ~ Orange County/Los Ångeles area). Once again, it was nice to be able to eat at a sit-down restaurant and relax before taking off for another all-day flight. (There were no Jake, nor cloth napkins, but the waiter-server person was still very friendly and paper napkins are more than good enough for this zhlub.) There wasn't an awful lot of choices from which to choose on their menu, but a few other ideas could have been: Sunrise Combo ("This breakfast combo has a little bit of everything to get your morning started right. Two eggs cooked to order paired with a choice of crispy bacon or sausage patties. Served with white or wheat toast [What? No sourdough?!], breakfast potatoes, and fresh, seasonal fruit."; which I could have ordered without the dead, decaying porcine junk); High Five Stack (pancakes); or French Toast (French toast).
(This photo was purposely taken with a bit of bokeh to produce an early morning, bleary-eyed view. Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.) This was a simple and basic rendition of Eggs Florentine. The spinach ended up being fresh (not sautéed), which I actually preferred, anyway. This had a decent enough Hollandaise sauce, too. I liked the blended juice drink-thing; however, I am pretty sure that they cheated me outta the Formaldehyde... er, I mean... Maraschino cherry. Ruby Tuesday only offered Tabasco®Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) as a condimentary supplement. So, I went without any that day. However, I did pick up a new bottle for my collection while in Orlando: Dixie Crossroads Hot Habañero [ sic ] Pepper Sauce, but I packed it away in my stowed luggage so as not to cause any undue trouble with those TSA guys (it is a 5 fl. oz. bottle). Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Greek Omelette ~ 6.3 (this could have been much higher with a decent amount of Feta in it); Jake's excellent service ~ 7.7 (I thought about taking off 0.1 point for his terrible taste in humour); Boston Kreme ~ 6.1; Dunkin'Donuts®Original Blend ~ 6.0; Veggie Benedict ~ 6.2; Tropical Sunrise ~ 6.5 (with or without any Formaldehyde cherries) ___________________ 1. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day: Many people probably know this Yiddishism as "shlub" (or "schlub"). However, whenever it comes to any Yiddish words, I prefer to go with the spellink from the authoritative lexicon of Leo Rosten's "TheJoysofYiddish". zhlub zhlob Pronounced ZHLUB or ZHLAWB, to rhyme with "rub" or "daub". From Slavic: zhlob*, "coarse fellow". 1. An insensitive, ill-mannered person. "He acts like a zhlub, that zhlub." 2.A clumsy, gauche, graceless person. "Vassar-Shmasser, the girl's still a zhlub." 3. An oaf, a yokel, a bumpkin. "What can you expect from such a zhlub?" A Jew came running into a railway station, the perspiration pouring down his face, panting and crying, "Stop, train, stop!" A zhlub said, "What's the matter?" "I missed my train!" the man exclaimed. "By twenty measly seconds!" "The way you're carrying on," said the zhlub, "one would think you had missed it by an hour!" See also KLUTZ, BULVON, GRAUB. *(Secondary stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day: The word "жлоб" ["zhlob"] in Russkij translates somewhat to "redneck", and the same word/spelling in Ukrainian means "parasite/swindler".)
