Re: Recent Breakfast from Chik Fil A

On Wednesday, April 26, 2023 at 8:33:31 AM UTC-7, Jimmy knows crooked Sammie Ervin IV wrote:
> Two sandwiches -- really tasty, although expensive compared to McD's. They had fluffy eggs, fresh muffins, and real cheese and real sausage, not the junky stuff with McD eggshells embedded. Biting into eggshell always pissed me off. But there's always a counterpoise when there is a poise, a contra for the pro. Price is double at the Chik, and their coffee tastes like stumpwater but is sky high-priced. So when McD went with a price gouge here lately, I told them to FO and said I'd either cook my own bkfst or buy bkfst elsewhere. 
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> This morning I bought two more of those Chik sandwiches, for almost $9, and they were stale and left a bad taste in my mouth. Her Majesty agreed: Eggs overcooked and hard, muffin hard, stale, and the taste sucked. 
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> So we're going to look elsewhere again. I'm thinking about going to the local greasy spoon at 5 Points. Or driving to Weaverville and back. 
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> Here are some options, but I don't think anybody but Melvin can afford them. Melvin is loaded. https://wheninavl.com/best-breakfast-sandwich-in-asheville/ 
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> Smathers and I used to go out to great breakfasts in the 80's, but they are long-gone. Remember those all-you-can-eat breakfast bars at Shoney's? 
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> And I love to go out and eat with Arlene. She's French and Jewish, and she keeps the cooks and the cash register operators on their toes and humble. From Arlene I have learned almost infinite ways to make breakfast more tasty, more bountiful, less exorbitant. That Arlene; she is a National Treasure. And a looker too. In a split second she can go from talking sweet and sexy to stripping bark with a tongue-lashing. 
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> Arlene reminds me of Muryel Sue Gross, my paralegal where we called ourselves Smith & Gross, PA. But Muryel has gone on to heaven, God love her. She knew how to keep the cooks and waitresses in line, and when we swaggered through the doors like swashbucklers, Muryel in her tight booty-revealing dress, into the Three Brothers Cafe, by golly we turned faces and got served with the most scrumptious food. Well, it was she. SHE turned faces and always wore the most delightful perfume. 
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> Muryel, I hope you're reading this, you precious brown-eyed babe. Aside: She always liked it, and winked, when this lecherous old Irishman confessed he'd like to feel of her butt. But I never did, just fantasized it and worried that maybe her late father, who had made a fortune in real estate, was watching with disapproval.

Geez.... What uh load of horse larry yewr uh rahtin.