January had been a hard month for me; Marcy's, my Sunday afternoon eatery, closes for just about the entire month of January every year.
This year was no exception. My usual Sunday...breakfast?...partners-in-crime, Luke and the Brothers Wilber, had to settle for Becky's. Becky's, which is a perfectly fine, albeit a bit pricey, greasy spoon, is no Marcy's, which serves up some mighty fucking tasty home fries and some kick-ass muffins. The owners, Murray and Jolie, are fun and super nice despite being NASCAR enthusiasts. Dishwasher Sean, you know, that guy from Phantom Buffalo, is always good for at least one geeky conversation per visit. And the waitress, Mikey, oh, Mikey, I believe I confess my love for her every time I'm there.
The boys and I got confused about when Marcy's re-opened, thinking it was a week early. We were really excited that day, so eager to sink our teeth into some delicious motherfucking Marcy's breakfast we agreed to meet there a half hour than our usual time of 1pm. And they were closed. I was sad, so sad I think I cried a little on the inside.
So this past week I wasn't taking any chances. Friday night I drove past the diner to make sure the "closed for vacation" sign wasn't still in the window. To my utmost joy, it was not. We didn't meet a half hour early, we played it cool. And we were welcomed with open arms (well, maybe not Mike). I had an enjoyable coronary-inducing breakfast of hash, sausage, bacon, home fries, a banana walnut muffin, coffee, and water. It was as amazing as I remembered it being!
Sadly, there was a downside to my fanfuckingtastic breakfast experience: some dingus walked off with my winter coat. My winter coat is very important to me because it's winter and I need a coat. Luckily, the guy came back five to ten minutes later with my jacket, which I'm guessing is two sizes bigger than him. And it took him that long to figure it out?! Dummy. Nothing was taken save for my lip balm and Orbit bubblemint chewing gum. But, on the plus side, one of my pockets was stuffed with napkins.
All-in-all though, I had a wonderful time, and I am pleased as punch Marcy's is back in business.
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