I'm a night shifter. Breakfast for everyone else is my dinner; it's ok to drink with dinner. Dinner for everyone else is my breakfast, but it's 6pm, so, it's good then, too! ;)

Can't drink animal milk.
Can drink grape milk.
Grape milk good.
Bangers and Champ...

You forgot the obvious semi-joke answer:

It's pronounced "expired grape juice".

Cabernet over Cocoa Puffs = Breakfast of Champions

It sounds wonderful, but it would put me to sleep. And at breakfast, you're supposed to be waking up. At least, you're supposed to look like you are attempting to wake up, not do an Elvis mashed potato imitation.

gholt121 wrote:I'm a night shifter. Breakfast for everyone else is my dinner; it's ok to drink with dinner. Dinner for everyone else is my breakfast, but it's 6pm, so, it's good then, too! ;)

You really do have the best of both worlds.

What a bunch of drunks!!


Can I join?

I recall long ago when on tour we stayed at Alices' of restaurant fame. Breakfast with the crew in the omelet room. Asti, we cleaned them out over about a four hour period before they kicked us all out for playing the rims of our water/wine glasses. It was a hoot.

rjquillin wrote:I recall long ago when on tour we stayed at Alices' of restaurant fame. Breakfast with the crew in the omelet room. Asti, we cleaned them out over about a four hour period before they kicked us all out for playing the rims of our water/wine glasses. It was a hoot.

Did they threaten you with 8x10 color glossies with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one?

harmonious2 wrote:Did they threaten you with 8x10 color glossies with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one?

Nearly, but it wasn't officer Obie, this was only restaurant staff, and we really weren't rowdy, at all. However the room was nearly round, glass windows, domed ceiling and all hard surfaces.
Very reverberant, we were loving it; staff, not so much...