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Hotel Breakfast

Fruit Loops, oatmeal, Cheerios, Eggs and toast and cheese; Make your waffles, adding As much syrup as you please. Bacon, sausage, milk and juice, Coffee for the grown-ups; Yogurt for the healthy types, (Those not needing tone-ups). Oranges, bananas and Some chopped-up fruit a'waiting Moms or dads to scoop them up, Their children salivating. Stuff those faces, leaving tables Full of crumbs and sticky. Breakfast is included, so we Really can't be picky. When we're on vacation And away from our own nests, We automatically become Voracious hotel guests.

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Date: 8/26/2018 7:22:00 PM
In Paris hotel breakfasts vary from very good to an assortment of American brand cereals, cinnamon buns, and other bad day-starter foods. I do better at a Macdonalds or a decent restaurnt that advertizes English or American style breakfasts. It's worth the 12 euros twice a week. / M
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Date: 8/26/2018 3:15:00 PM
Ha, ha, ha! I can just see it. You have described this so vividly, Ilene. Reminiscent of those all you can eat smorgasboard days gone by. Thanks for the memories. Best wishes, Gershon
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Date: 8/24/2018 2:56:00 PM
sure made me smile - its about the only time hubby eats breakfast is when we are away and then we are like Paul and fill up for the day:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 8/24/2018 1:51:00 PM
I'm still smiling after reading this lovely poem, Ilene. I can relate to hotel meals, especially the morning one when we fill up the tank to last us through most of the day! Regards // paul
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