I splurged on things I usually haven’t had a taste for. And boy could I not at all resist this lovely meal, courtesy of Bob Evans (who is always graciously serving breakfast. Thank the lord).
And I found over break that I have all the sudden developed an insatiable taste for another of nature’s (or perhaps I should say America’s) wonders.
And eggs and potatoes. All wonders.
There America. I do love you.