Note to self:
Next time, before ordering a breakfast, check the calorie counts FIRST.
This California Omelette at Chicago’s Yolk tipped the charts at 2,000 calories, which I didn’t realize until later. Good thing I walked five miles today.
I’m looking forward to returning to the land of lower-calorie, lower fat breakfasts.
Almost went to Stan’s Donuts for a breakfast of blueberry fritters and coffee.
Having the chilled Swiss oats with fruit and an iced tea at Corner Bakery instead.
I’m saving my calories for dinner. I need to try a Chicago dog. It is a moral imperative.
When I was a kid, we always looked forward to meals on road trips. We knew that, if nothing else, there was Denny’s.
Denny’s is not what it used to be, but when we hit the road beyond California, there is Cracker Barrel. CB’s menu, quality, and service makes it easy to forget the other roadside chains. It’s like Howard Johnson’s, only…country.
Aaron breaking his Yom Kippur fast: chicken tenders, onion rings, prime rib, fingerling potatoes, and sourdough rolls.
In my entire life before September 1 I had been to Chicago all of once.
The morning after Yom Kippur I will make my second trip in 20 days. Fascinating.
This time, I will have a Chicago Dog, see the symphony, and do some writing. And go to Stan’s donuts and Wildberry, though admittedly not on the same day.
Picking up goodies for Sunny and Aaron at the 85C Bakery in San Jose before heading south on the 101.
The cheese potato puffs tested my will-power nearly to the limit, but I persevered.