Tony's Restaurant in Birch Run, Michigan is known for the pound of bacon which comes with it's breakfast entrees. Me brother Phil is known to eat ravenously. Indeed, he takes a certain pride in that.
The two of us were in the northern part of the state making an early delivery yesterday. On the way home I said, let's stop at Tony's. We have time. Full disclosure: maybe we didn't really have time, we've been so busy. But dammit, you're only near Tony's every now and then, so, priorities.
We ordered a platter each of scrambled eggs, a heap of them, a ton of hash browns, and toast with Tony's strawberry preserves. I'm not huge on strawberry but their homemade preserves are fan-bloody-tastic. Of course, the pound of bacon came with it all.
About halfway through our meal the waitress came by to check on us. She left us, of her own volition, take home trays. We didn't request any.
"I am personally insulted by that," Phil said indignantly.
"Huh?"
"Like I can't eat this whole platter at one sitting. But maybe she doesn't know me."
Your reputation doesn't proceed you everywhere, bro.
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