I’m hungry this morning—how about you.
I’d like the kind of sausage in my mouth that slides down my throat but never touches my teeth or stomach. You bring the cereal, I’ll squirt the milk. …Or maybe… …Just maybe… you’ll want to take a sip of my juice box.
Which, okay, that’s the plan. And yeah, I’ll admit it—why I’d call this the best beakast spot in town… because there’s no terrible drive through lines. The service can be pretty quick for the visit, and no rude service people—just me, Feelya Cecilia Johnson. That’s Cece for short, and if your buzzer’s going off, it’s your turn now. If you’re ready to take a look at the menu, call—
