It’s hard to know where to start. The Grams is “under the weather.” Now what is that?!? I don’t understand these euphemisms. Aren’t we all under the weather? We’re not over the weather. Oh, whatever. She’s ill. So, I’m taking care of her in addition to amusing you.
Now, I had decided to do a piece on the Little Chef eateries in the UK, but I got temporarily sidetracked. I was Googling the logo for Little Chef and the very disturbing image on the right came up.
Now, I’ve heard enthusiastic parents say to babies, “I could just eat you up!” But don’t you think that this was carrying a little too far? Oh well, go figure.
Okay, the Little Chef. These places are the UK version of fast food. If you like English food of days of yore (i.e. heavy, tasteless and swimming in grease); then the Little Chef restaurants are for you.
You find them along all the motorways through the UK. The cute Little Chef himself is too cute. The first time the Grams saw it, she was entranced. But we disabused her of any notion of stopping.
It turns out it was just the rotund-ness of the little guy that she liked. That’s why she likes the little Campbell Kids and the Magic Chef logo. She’s got a thing for chubby little chefs.
As for the culinary delights of the Little Chef; well, I’ll leave that up to you. The smoked salmon breakfast, I’ve been assured, isn’t too bad. I’d go for the veg breakfast myself. As for anything after breakfast, you're on your own.
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