Tuesday, March 17, 2009

black coffee on a sunday afternoon


Went for a trip to High Park this Sunday. It was swarming with tourists, men, women and children, not much wild life, and more tourists.

A ruddy hangover directed my meanderings towards the all day $2.99 breakfast special advertised on the giant billboard that greets/smacks the faces of the Bloor West passersby.

The alleged "restaurant" serving up these cheap eats was slammed with all those aforementioned humans... turns out it's just a crummy cafeteria-type shit hole disguised as a restaurant. Frig. Oh well, nothing getting between me, my hangover and breakfast sausages.

My $2.99 all day hangover-cure breakfast turned into a $5.99 all day rip off; barely cooked sausages (those things are gross regardless, but they sure do appease hangover cravings), runny watery eggs, cold fries posing as "home fries", and what?! No hot sauce??!! F@*K THAT! The rye toast was fresh at least...

Yet this humble lil' delicious cuppa black coffee was this meal's saving grace. That and the fact that I ate outside, on the goddamn patio for chrissake, finally...

I almost stole the mug.

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