Eggs Bacon Grits Sausage Novels & Stories

Sausage, eggs and cheese sandwich served on a hard Roll alongside Texas French Toast Dipped in Delicious Cinnamon Egg Batter! My mouth was watering already as I took a closer look at the others. That should be four different breakfast dishes! "You got so many dishes, Loren," I said, salivating as my eyes roamed the remaining five or more dishes. "Yeah. I couldn't point on the one you wanted so I opt for the most popular ones in your world," he said, smiling awkwardly. "You could just ask me. You didn't have to go through all this trouble," I said, knowing he must have made the cooks work extra hard this morning. Would they see me in a bad light?

Fresh pancakes stacked high, unlimited bacon, sausage, hash browns, and eggs beside that, some oatmeal, and weird-looking porridge stuff I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Haven’t you ever seen grits, my dear?” A sweet-looking old lady asked me, peering over her glasses. I shook my head and she continued, “It’s made with ground corn, here my dear, try some.” I let her slop a spoonful on my plate. I thanked her and walked over to a table Cal had already claimed. “This food is amazing.” Callie said between bites, “I could get used to this.” “I love pancakes,” I replied shoveling the bites quickly in my mouth.

I know Alpha Ben and Luna Kate won’t let me go that easily. I was right. Five a.m. came entirely too early. I woke up with my first alarm at four-thirty and decided to go ahead and get up. I just knew that if I hit snooze, I would sleep right through the second alarm. I went to the bathroom, took my shower, I put my hair in a ponytail and got dressed. I went to the kitchen and immediately started pulling everything I needed for breakfast. I started making the sausage and bacon while I mixed my biscuit dough. I rolled out the dough and cut them. I put them in the oven just as the sausage was done. I pulled the sausage out of the pan, drained a little of the fat and made a rue. I poured milk i

“Most of the early customers are construction workers. They like a big breakfast in a hurry. So I always have a bunch of potatoes and meat done ahead of time.” “Good plan.” Macie donned an apron, lifted the metal press flattening the bacon to check on its doneness while downing her coffee. “Mostly egg specials?” “Yeah. Some with pancakes, most with toast. You have any problems making omelets?” “Nope. But I didn’t check to see if there’s anything fancy on the menu like eggs benedict.”

I go ahead to ask the chef because my stomach is starting to grumble “I didn’t know what you would like to have, so I prepared an English breakfast platter according to what I was instructed to do by Mr. Kings so that you can have a hearty spread of options to kickstart your day,” he starts as he leads the way out of the kitchen to the dining table that I didn’t know that a table was prepared for me when I walked past it. “We’ve got crispy bacon, sizzling sausages, golden fried eggs, and a side of grilled tomatoes.” He starts to point at the array of dishes on the table.

I was on the verge of hating him, that was for sure. Cheryl soon set plates down filled with sausage and biscuits, with a big bowl of gravy made from the sausage to go over the biscuits. This was one of my favorite breakfast foods, but we rarely ate it. "Damn Cheryl your gravy always smells so good," I said as my eyes fixed on the table, it was as if it was in my mouth and I already satisfied every taste bud in my mouth by eating the sausage and biscuit with the gravy. "See, if you girls were born and raised in Georgia, then you would be blessed by me."