We have chickens- well my sister has chickens- that roam around our farmette keeping the bugs in check and giving us eggs in return. They make for a great Saturday breakfast usually but this morning I was out of my addiction (diet coke) so I ran down the street to George's, at least I call it George's since that is the name of the older gentleman who is there all the time and seems to be in charge. How do I know his name? My 14 year old neighbor, Preston, told me. Preston knows all the scoop in Brandywine.
George's is a no name country store cum restaurant that makes a mean breakfast and the Saturday special will hold you past lunch, if you can even manage to eat it all. 2 eggs with cheese, 2 biscuits with gravy, some of the best breakfast potatoes you've ever had and your choice of "meats", I picked bacon over scrapple and sausage. All this for a mere $4.95 and the possibility of cardiac problems later in life!
