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It Must Be
Buff-“fate”! Being on the road is definitely not as easy as pie, and it definitely doesn’t taste as good. My mom and I are on a special “girls only” road trip to some antique stores in Delaware. Since it’s like a 100-hour drive, I’ve had to put up with candy bar after candy bar on the way up here (Mom only stops for gas, so I’m forced to get candy and Cokes every two hours or so). Sure, we‘ve stayed at some hotels along the way, but even I don’t really go for hotel food. It just tastes so cheap! But I’ll still eat it, though. So last night we were at this crummy restaurant and I was in the bathroom doing my business and reading about some local restaurants in this Food Guide that I got from the last gas stop. Suddenly, my Mom poked her nosy nose in my business and said that “she couldn’t wait any longer and was going to go ahead and order without me.” I really didn’t care. When I get this hungry, you can feed me just about anything.
And I do mean anything. I sure learned my lesson, though, when I came back to the table and saw a plate full of Plain Jane mashed potatoes, Normal Norman veggies, and Boring Brad chicken fingers. I rolled my eyes and went desperately searching for the condiment table to load my plate up with some hot cheese, pepper, ketchup, and anything else in the world that I could find. I didn’t care what it was, just something to make this meal at least mediocre. But nothing helped and the dinner was awful. I couldn’t believe Mom had done this to me. I went to bed so upset with her that I didn’t even tell her goodnight. As I tried to slip away into dreamland, that same dinner scenario kept playing again and again in my mind. I woke up flushed, sweating, starving, and looking for something to tide me over until breakfast. When I wandered towards my new porta-fridge on wheels, I noticed that my Mom had slipped a little note under my door. She apologized for dinner and gave me a coupon for a free breakfast buffet! Oh yes!!! I wanted to go back to sleep so bad, just to make the morning come faster. But there was nothing I could do. I just laid there, wide awake and waiting for the sun to rise. Guess what? The next morning, it did! It rose, I rose, and I practically sprinted my way to the restaurant and proudly displayed my buffet coupon to the hostess. She walked me down to my table, which was about 5 yards away from the buffet line. When we walked past it, I closed my eyes – I wanted to be surprised! I politely asked her if I could move a little bit closer to the line. She gave me this weird look, as if I had just asked her something sooo stupid and dumb, but I knew I didn’t, and I moved anyway. Then it was time to take a quick tour down Breakfast Alley. The bacon sparkled as if it was just cut from the belly of the plumpest pig and the sausage sizzled a song to me. Music to my ears, nourishment for my body! This had to be a godsend, but you know what perks this up even more? I was the only one in the restaurant! Again and again, I loaded up my plate with all the necessities. I just sat there and crammed French toast in my mouth, followed by a quick slurp of syrup. Then I would get so thirsty that the waitress would have to bring out more chocolate milk! Eventually she just brought out the entire gallon. That couldn’t have worked out better if I had planned it! A couple of hours later, after that wonderful treat, I decided to pamper myself and indulge in a nap. I was woken up by Mom at 10 am. She was on her way to breakfast and wanted me to use my coupon. I didn’t have the heart to tell her I already used it, so I went and did it all over again! Hey, maybe being on the road ain’t so bad after all!
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