Suppertime! Suppertime! Hey Fellas, What'd You Have For Supper Tonight?

For the culinarily uneducated like myself, could you explain the difference between a "breakfast" and "dinner" burrito? I didn't realize there was a difference.
 

Mr. Daystar

In a bell tower, watching you through cross hairs.
For the culinarily uneducated like myself, could you explain the difference between a "breakfast" and "dinner" burrito? I didn't realize there was a difference.
The filling. A breakfast burrito has potatoes and eggs along with whatever meat you want to use. Of course peppers and onion and tomato are welcome as well. A regular burrito has meat, beans, rice plus the extras, like chilies and tomatoes. That's my interpretation of the difference, but I can only go by what's going on in the North. Someone that lives near mexico, or the Southwest might have a more detailed explanation.
 

Little Red Wagon Repairman

Girls Can't Wrestle
Dude, brinner is totally an acceptable meal, especially if you're a guy, and if you have a wife willing to make it for you, you can consider yourself a lucky man.

In California there are officially posted signs that clearly say, "NO BREAKFAST AFTER 10:30AM". If you are in ********* and it is also your first offense there is a fine of $675 plus a $5 fee for processing your credit card online. And also, for me, I'd have to pay an additional 35% White Privilege tax.
 

Mr. Daystar

In a bell tower, watching you through cross hairs.
In California there are officially posted signs that clearly say, "NO BREAKFAST AFTER 10:30AM". If you are in ********* and it is also your first offense there is a fine of $675 plus a $5 fee for processing your credit card online. And also, for me, I'd have to pay an additional 35% White Privilege tax.
You need to move to a state that has signs stating "Breakfast served all day", like they have in Ohio.
 

Little Red Wagon Repairman

Girls Can't Wrestle
You need to move to a state that has signs stating "Breakfast served all day", like they have in Ohio.

I remember long ago having a story read to me that I think was called... America. I have heard of this place called Ohio and, if it exists as you claim, I would be more than happy to have a nice Breakfast there in any hour of my choosing without worry of the local authorities being alerted nor fear the burden of any fines, fees, or racially charged taxes.
 
I remember working in a hotel restaurant, and American customers would often complain that they should be able to order breakfast until noon.
It was usually because the hotel often gave free breakfast vouchers to guests, and they were just getting up too late to use them.
 

Little Red Wagon Repairman

Girls Can't Wrestle
I remember working in a hotel restaurant, and American customers would often complain that they should be able to order breakfast until noon.
It was usually because the hotel often gave free breakfast vouchers to guests, and they were just getting up too late to use them.

How could you hear us complaining from the back of the house with the dishwasher running?
 

Little Red Wagon Repairman

Girls Can't Wrestle
OK, last week me and my wife went out to San Gabriel Valley to celebrate someone's birthday. We ended up at a Korean BBQ place. It was run by Latinos. Nothing personal against the Latinos as I'm sure they would be fine running a Mexican Restaurant. Korean BBQ is a one hour sprint gluttonfest that must be expedited at a certain pace served by people who don't have time to smile but have quick feet. I said to my wife afterward in the car, "Just imagine a bunch of Stone-Faced Koreans running a Mexican Restaurant. No small talk at the table and the woman under the giant fruit hat is a mean ****** store lady." Ummmm, anyway the first thing they brought out was a steak. I looked at it and told the guy, "Amigo, three more of these and I can make a Quesadilla." Yeah, that's pretty much it. A fiesta of meager meats served by someone taking a siesta.

So tonight we did it right just the three of us going down to K-Town at our normal spot. Sure was good. I just pinched off an all you can eater and it sunk like an anchor.
 

Mr. Daystar

In a bell tower, watching you through cross hairs.
I just pinched off an all you can eater and it sunk like an anchor.

I'm going to barrow this one from time to time.
 

Little Red Wagon Repairman

Girls Can't Wrestle
I was the floor supervisor who all the karens were bitching at.

Yeah, I've been there too as a restaurant manager dealing with Shaniquas screaming for more BBQ Sauce and Ranch Dressing then shamelessly demanding you take items off the bill gesturing at me by swinging a baby that they just pinched off 3 days ago. What you do is tell them to pay the entire bill, leave, never come back, and have them tell their friends not to come here either. Trash attracts more trash if you don't take the trash out.
 

Little Red Wagon Repairman

Girls Can't Wrestle
We went to Chili's tonight. Guess what? No more chili. Our waitress, Sweet Sassy Molassy, said Chili's stopped serving chili 4 months ago. I told her they need to change the name then. She said, "Naw, y'all juss cum in now ann chil." I said right back to her, "Uh... no. There's 2 ls in 'chill' so you need to add one to the sign out front."

Anyway, food was pretty good as usual. Boneless Buffalo Wings, Nashville Hot Mozzarella Bricks, and a nice Burger.
 
Beautiful day in New England, 68 degrees and party cloudy. Did some beef hot dogs on the grill, finished up the other half of my black beans can, had some Ruffles Sour Cream & Onion chips, and washed it down with a Miller Lite.
 
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