Breakfast looks like this
Gretchen and I are not heavy eaters. At our age, we generally do not go in for the "Farmer’s Special Breakfast" or anything like it, because we do not do enough physical work in the normal course of events to eat more than a light breakfast like Yoghurt or cereal.
Since we moved to Floyd, the weather has been in the 20’s and we have been schlepping heavy boxes around in biting wind. Even short spurts of activity can leave us gasping for breath. After a long day of such activity we find that we have huge appetites and can fall asleep at the drop of a hat.
Yesterday morning, we were eating breakfast in the Blue Ridge Restaurant in Floyd, VA, just north of the only stoplight in Floyd County. They serve typical American fare with a generous dose of local hospitality. This is not a Yuppie, or hippie, hangout and they do not serve lattes. Almost everyone wears a trucker hat and most of the diners wear their parkas while eating breakfast.
I normally order a vegetable omelet with a side of bacon, but this particular morning, the menu had pork tenderloin strips, eggs, and home fried potatoes. I was so hungry that I wanted nothing else. It was no surprise that Gretchen opted to follow suit.
The breakfast appeared in a few minutes and was too striking to pass up as a photo opportunity. It is a good thing that I took the picture quickly. The plates were clean in minutes.
May you find a place like the Blue Ridge Restaurant when you need it.