This may seem like no big deal, but when you spend twenty minutes waiting in line for eggs, they better be pretty freaking incredible. I usually don’t risk getting anything besides what I always order – whole egg with peppers and shredded cheese.
Seriously, the omelet line is no joke. This blonde girl tried to cut the line today and I really thought my roommate was going to shove her face into the frying pan.
I was so pleased I branched out for once though, I’ve never felt so full after breakfast.
(Sorry this post is so late! Technical difficulties inhibited me from being able to upload it sooner.)