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1. Michael Smith on March 28th, 2008 at 7:00 am

   I grew up in a house where breakfast was a bowl of cereal and always wonder if people still sit down, every morning to have a plate of eggs and hash browns, with a glass of juice and milk and a cup of coffee. Just like you see on TV.

   Now, I’m lucky if I get anything more than a cup of coffee.

2. Olly on March 28th, 2008 at 7:19 am

   There’s nothing for breakfast. You’ll have nothing until lunchtime.

3. Michael Smith on March 28th, 2008 at 7:39 am

   Maybe that’s why I’m working on my 3rd double espresso.

4. Sheila Ryan on March 28th, 2008 at 7:46 am

   I’m gazing at half an inch of Glenlivet left over from last night, but I think I’ll go with a cup of tea and toss the remains of a black-bean-and-rice concoction in with some eggs.

5. Michael Smith on March 28th, 2008 at 7:51 am

   I’d go with the Glenlivet, if I didn’t have to be at work by 7:46. Actually, the Glenlivet is probably appealing to me right now because I have to be at work by 7:46

6. Stephan on March 28th, 2008 at 8:06 am

   Cereal and a glas of water. But thats some hours ago. In my part of the world the day is almost over and its time to think about dinner.

7. Tracy Hinshaw on March 28th, 2008 at 8:06 am

   This morning was V8, Tabasco, celery and kippers. Ain’t nothing burps like the V8 and kippers.

8. Cindy Scroggins on March 28th, 2008 at 8:10 am

   I had an organic, low-sugar blueberry oat bran muffin. And some Glenlivet.

9. Cindy Scroggins on March 28th, 2008 at 8:18 am

   Kippers, Tracy? We had an employee who would bring kippers or sardines for lunch most days. That made the rest of us mad. We eventually banished her from the lunchroom and made her eat her stinky food outside. We’re mean like that.

   She didn’t drink V8, though. This woman brought greens juice to drink. That’s right–the pot juice from turnip or collard greens. In a jar. And she drank it.

   This same woman also peed in the back of the school bus as a child.

10. Daryl Scroggins on March 28th, 2008 at 8:24 am

    pot juice? did she stew some morning glory seeds in there with it? no wonder she pissed in the bus.

11. Cindy Scroggins on March 28th, 2008 at 8:35 am

    Dammit, Daryl, I thought you spoke with a Texas accent and understood these things. Pot juice–the juice left in the pot after cooking. Also called pot liquor.

    Damn hippy.

12. Sheila Ryan on March 28th, 2008 at 8:47 am

    Cindy, your reference to banishment from a staff lunchroom reminds me of a Chicago Public Library staff memo — no, a warning featured in a staff handbook. Early twentieth century. A bit of archival ephemera. Employees were enjoined against cooking cabbage in the little kitchen of the staff lounge. The aroma had a way of permeating the entire building.

    It says volumes about the ethnic make-up of the staff.

13. Cindy Scroggins on March 28th, 2008 at 9:03 am

    Sheila, this same employee often brought kimchi for lunch. Since I loves me the cabbages, I was fine with that, but some staff members threatened her with bodily harm over it.

    Anyone who thinks libraries are calm, peaceful places knows nothing.

    Something else about this employee: She kept 14 pairs of shoes in a drawer at work, in case she needed them.

14. Michael Smith on March 28th, 2008 at 9:22 am

    This reminds me of Coupland’s J-Pod. Since reading that book I have an intolerance for the smell of McDonald’s in the workplace – I’ve even called it “the taint.”

15. Dave Vogt on March 28th, 2008 at 10:50 am

    Egg, cheddar, and bacon on an everything bagel from Au Bon Pain on my campus dining plan. Virginia Tech, best campus food in the country.

16. Cooper Renner on March 28th, 2008 at 10:56 am

    Oatmeal. Almost always. Sometimes grits.

17. Sheila Ryan on March 28th, 2008 at 11:50 am

    Just this morning I read an obituary for the creator of McDonald’s Egg McMuffin.

18. Michael Smith on March 28th, 2008 at 11:53 am

    He and the Popeye’s guy both died.

19. Cindy Scroggins on March 28th, 2008 at 12:01 pm

    No wonder.

20. Aaron Winslow on March 28th, 2008 at 12:52 pm

    Toast. Often that queer bread the makers of which attribute its ingredients to a passage in Ezekiel. One piece with some sort of preserves, one with almond butter (sometimes with a sprinkling of coarse salt). Coffee. Vitamins, including an omega-3 supplement (for my brains) that gives me fishy burps until mid-afternoon.

    Sometimes cereal.

    Sometimes, 1/2 a baguette with salted butter.

21. range on March 28th, 2008 at 2:45 pm

    Nothing. I rarely eat breakfast. If I do, I drink a banana smoothie with two bananas, milk and ice.

    Strong orange pekoe tea!

22. Andrew Simone on March 28th, 2008 at 3:02 pm

    Eggs and salsa when I have time but that is almost never.

    Oh, and the question reminds me of one of my favorite Blues Traveler songs.

23. Daryl Scroggins on March 28th, 2008 at 4:05 pm

    My favorite: Migas. Made with scrambled eggs, onions, tomatoes, jalapeno peppers, cheddar cheese, and pieces of torn up corn tortillas, all cooked together with some extra hot sauce on the side. I don’t get that very often, and when I do I sometimes regret it, since it can hit a morning stomach pretty hard. Great migas to be had in a number of places in Austin.

24. Michael Grant Smith on March 28th, 2008 at 10:53 pm

    I dream of scrambled eggs, chorizo, fried potatoes with peppers and onions, fresh salsa, and a side of grits.

    Then I wake up and have Uncle Sam’s cereal with applesauce and vanilla yogurt.

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