So I'm out and about last night/this morning/feels like 20 minutes ago (y-a-w-n), and I realize "Damn, I'm hongree." Also hit me that I hadn't eaten dinner. But it was closing in on time for breakfast.
A little compromise and - voila - Dinner + Breakfast = Brinner. And what does a dorky sportswriter who's trying in vain to keep up with the young, hip kids have for brinner?
Guess what's in my bowl in the above photo and win a free
year's day's subscription to both the Dallas Observer and this here Sportatorium ...
A) Mmm, mmm. Nothing like mom's chicken 'n dumplings.
B) Spackling paste.
C) Oatmeal (with a dab of peanut butter): Good and good for you.
D) Jack in the Box tacos. Two for 99 cents. Six for $2.97.
E) Cream of Jalapeno soup, courtesy Cafe Brazil.
F) Wish I had some biscuits to go with this carafe of red-eye gravy.
G) Country grits.
H) None of the above.