This is what breakfast looks like for the eating machine that is also know as my younger son.  Most mornings it is just waffles ( made from scratch because it is just as easy and way cheaper) and bacon.  Some days I go crazy (as I appear to have gone on this particular day) and make a side of eggs.  Wash this down with a quart of orange juice. Done.

This could explain why the local food market gets very excited when I come in.  In fact one cashier told me that I am the person they like to train their new people on because “of the huge amount of food you buy every time you come in.”

This, in small town Ohio, is as close to celebrity status as I may ever get 🙂