Yesterday night I couldn't sleep so at 6am when Mickies Dairy Bar opened I went over there to get some food.
The dairy bar is your average kind of greasy spoon diner, it has those stools built into the floor surrounding the bar. Red faux leather upholstery over everything.
It's got your standard eatery for that kind of place. Liver and onions, steak sandwhiches, a huge array, an assault really of breakfast goods. Pancakes. Huge pancakes.
And y'know when you order a side of bacon and it's like 2 peices of bacon? Yea, fuck that, the dairy bar will give you 6, 7 peices of bacon.
But it's not all roses and daisies. I wouldn't wish their coffee on my worst enemy. Dirty water in a mug.
So I go there at around 6 when they open and I got the scrambler, which is eggs and potatoes and bacon COVERED I mean, ENTOMBED in cheese.
A cheesy package, standard delivery your stomach.
I rarely ever eat cheese. I tend to vegetarianism, but I'm by no means strict, and I have a problem with bacon.
Now, I hadn't been drinking, I smoked a little grass, but not much, and that's pretty par for the course for me.
I had about three bits of this....monster, sooo cheesy, and I felt queasy.
I paid and left, quickly.
Outside, I went around the corner of the diner and put my arm up against the wall and began to gag.
I didn't puke.
I walked up back over the frat where I live, about 2 blocks away, and on my way there I threw the to go box in the trash and it oozed out to the bottom of the trash can.
I puked maybe 5 times on my way back home. I would wait for a car to pass before emptying the contents of my stomach onto someones lawn.
I feel fine now, though my throat is a little raw, I think from smoking so much the last few days.
I don't know what came over me.
The dairy bar is your average kind of greasy spoon diner, it has those stools built into the floor surrounding the bar. Red faux leather upholstery over everything.
It's got your standard eatery for that kind of place. Liver and onions, steak sandwhiches, a huge array, an assault really of breakfast goods. Pancakes. Huge pancakes.
And y'know when you order a side of bacon and it's like 2 peices of bacon? Yea, fuck that, the dairy bar will give you 6, 7 peices of bacon.
But it's not all roses and daisies. I wouldn't wish their coffee on my worst enemy. Dirty water in a mug.
So I go there at around 6 when they open and I got the scrambler, which is eggs and potatoes and bacon COVERED I mean, ENTOMBED in cheese.
A cheesy package, standard delivery your stomach.
I rarely ever eat cheese. I tend to vegetarianism, but I'm by no means strict, and I have a problem with bacon.
Now, I hadn't been drinking, I smoked a little grass, but not much, and that's pretty par for the course for me.
I had about three bits of this....monster, sooo cheesy, and I felt queasy.
I paid and left, quickly.
Outside, I went around the corner of the diner and put my arm up against the wall and began to gag.
I didn't puke.
I walked up back over the frat where I live, about 2 blocks away, and on my way there I threw the to go box in the trash and it oozed out to the bottom of the trash can.
I puked maybe 5 times on my way back home. I would wait for a car to pass before emptying the contents of my stomach onto someones lawn.
I feel fine now, though my throat is a little raw, I think from smoking so much the last few days.
I don't know what came over me.
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i haven't been to mickeys in a while. i just spent way too much money at lazy janes for breakfast the other day. you figure greasy spoon breakfast should be cheap, huh?
there's a diner by where i live, fucking waterford, wi.. it's called marty's. you can smoke and cuss. they have some authentic mexican breakfasts too.
why is it break fast?