Food for Thought - Literally!

I LOVE breakfast. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT! So Saturday we decided to go out to breakfast which I was pretty darn excited about. We try to find cool hole in the wall places and Nate remembered a place he used to go to in Costa Mesa that he liked called the Side Street Cafe, but it had been years since his last visit. Now, I don't know if it changed or if his standards for delicious food were lower back then, but it was so NOT what my anticipation had built up to. Not that he said anything special to build up my anticipation, it's breakfast and so I'm automatically anticipating something delicious. After all, how do you mess up breakfast?? Well, let me tell you how. First, you hang up a three year old award for "greatest restaurant" (or some crap like that) next to where your customers eat. Then you serve them their slightly warm/cold food on plates too small to hold the already small portions so when you try to put syrup on the pancakes you ordered, it would only run right off the plate. Then you'd put two pieces of cold, undercooked bacon that have probably been sitting in a massive pile of cold, undercooked bacon since yesterday and put them on top of the pancakes since there's no room on the plate for them and make sure they taste like crap (I've never met a piece of bacon I didn't like until Saturday, cold or not, as long as the bacon tastes good I'm satisfied). Then you bring out the nasty bright yellow eggs on their own plate 5 minutes later than the pancakes (which is kind of a long time). And then you put an $8 price tag on it.

Now that I'm done complaining, here's your food for thought that occured to me as I ate my sad breakfast. Scrambled eggs. I love me some scrambled eggs and order them every time I eat breakfast. After eating here, I may start ordering a well done fried egg. I'm going to try to make sure I check out other peoples plates with scrambled eggs first to see if they look normal. Here's why: when my cold eggs came, I couldn't help but notice how ridiculously bright yellow they were. So I realized one of two things here - one: they weren't real eggs. Or two: they were real but made up of 90% cholesterol filled egg yolks. What are the chances that a small mom and pop place would waste all those egg yolks from the customers ordering egg white only dishes (which I saw was an option on every egg dish for an additional charge)?? Chances are slim and from the looks of the nasty eggs i got, I would be willing to put money on it. And if that isn't enough to convince you, I used to work at the snack bar at a golf course and know that they used to keep a tub of prescrambled raw eggs and would just use a laddle to scoop out some for the frying pan. Their eggs were good though and i can see the advantage of doing it that way, but I can also see how convenient it would be to dump all the egg yolks in there to save some $$.

I'm really not that picky of an eater, especially breakfast. But I gotta say that the food at girls camp easily would have given this place a run for their money.
What's mind boggling is I read some reviews online that raved about this place. Do yourself a favor and never go there. Hit up The Filling Station in Orange. It will change your life. Amazing food at an excellent price in a cute, quaint part of old town Orange.

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Video Games and Fat kids

I'm an avid video gamer. I LOVE video games. I'll literally play for hours sometimes. I've read so many stories about why kids these days are so fat. Everything from the parents over indulging them with food, lack of exercise, school cafeteria food, etc.
Tangent - we all ate the same cafeteria food growing up and were never considered an obese generation. But the fact that many schools have cut PE out of the kids daily routine at school not only creates lazy fat kids, but teaches them there's nothing fun to do outside. They never get introduced to fun sports like soccor, baseball, etc since those are now too "dangerous" at school so unless the parents are into sports, the kids will probably never know what else there is to do.
Back to my point - Video games have also had the finger pointed at them as being a culprit to causing fat kids. Here's the thing, if anything, our generation has spent at least an equal amount of time playing video games, if not more, than today's kids--and we weren't fat as kids because of it. Proof - well if you had brothers, the proof lies there. You can probably remember the countless hours wasted in front of the TV playing games. But here's the real proof - video games have come a LONG way. It wasn't until I think N64 that you could even SAVE your game to pick up where you left off whenever you wanted. All the older systems we grew up on didn't have that capability so it pretty much forced kids to sit for hours and hours in front of the boob tube if they ever wanted to actually beat a game. And every kid I knew beat all the games they had. So there it is everyone! We can now rule out video games as being the culprit to obese kids. You're welcome.

Some people are still raising good kids

I probably won't do the story justice thanks to my crappy memory but it was so nice to hear such a thing I had to pass it on.
My mom lives on a residential street that is abnormally busy for it's location. Her house sits on the street where it starts to curve and has had countless accidents near or in front of her house from people taking the curve too fast. And when all the kids lived at home, we would get a lot of visitors and so long story short... whether it was a visitor backing out of the driveway or a crazy driver going too fast, her mailbox has been hit and taken out too many times to count. Not to mention the pesky turds that would go on mailbox bashing sprees, which most of the time I would guess were friends of Spencer.
Anyway, some months ago a local teen hit her mailbox. Something in his car malfunctioned and caused him to lose control of the steering wheel and caused him to knock over the mailbox. Instead of the usual hit and run, the kid knocked on my mom's door to not only apologize but promised to be back the next day to fix it. She accepted his apology, which was more than enough and didn't really expect to see the kid again. But low and behold, the next morning the kid was out there, with his father near by watching, as the kid not only replaced her whole mailbox, but packed in some cement to help keep it in place. Needless to say, my mom was shocked, as was I when she told me the story. Sad to admit, but shocked was really the feeling. I don't know how many kids would do that. Maybe I don't get out much.
Anyway, cool story.