Our cruise group leaders JoAnn and Brenda got the gang together again last weekend for breakfast.
Put us in one room in a diner in Brewerton, N.Y., and it sure seems like an endless number. Sort of reminds me of a clown car when the bodies keep exiting … Really, though, and not everybody made it to this happy get-together.
Ten months until the Royal Caribbean International ship pulls out of Cape Canaveral down there in Florida.
I’m pretty sure the ship’s folks will not attempt to seat us all at one table in their dining room.
And yes, the service at Good Golly Restaurant in Central Square, N.Y., was friendly and accommodating. They wrote separate checks for all of us who requested them.
I enjoyed my two pancakes, two eggs-over-easy, two slices of bacon and two slices of wheat toast special. I filled up early, leaving about a third of the pancakes behind. The wheat toast tasted particularly good this morning.
My dear wife Karen expected a French Toast cinnamon extravaganza put instead found a rather ordinary serving of that morning staple. Hungry and with that L-shaped table full of friends all receiving plates from the busy kitchen, she dug in. Karen went with a bit of maple to dress it up, and I received the sugar-free syrup I requested.
The conversation hummed, left and right around me, even through the eating. OK, I tried not to talk with my mouth full.
What’s the best-named diner you’ve ever visited? Is a party this big a pain for expecting separate checks? Wheat, rye, white, English muffin or a bagel, and why?