Dear Kid,

Someone who shall remain nameless (you) suggested we go out for breakfast this morning. Scientists and moms have long known that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Since the earliest cave days, cave moms grunted at their offspring to be sure to eat at least some leg of mammoth before heading off to bop an unsuspecting saber tooth squirrel over the head.

Never work before breakfast; if you have to work before breakfast, eat your breakfast first.  ~Josh Billings

I love going out for breakfast. There is something more luxurious about eating out for breakfast than any other meal. Not the grab a coffee and go kind. The real sit down and have someone bring huge stacks of pancakes or piles of french toast kind. Happy sigh.

Today, we went to the Original Pancake House and got the timing just right because there was no line. By the time we left, there was a line out the door (restoring my faith in humanity). A zillion years ago when I lived in Manhattan we would go to breakfast at places like Sara Beth’s Kitchen and the Royal Canadian Pancake House and wait in line for days. Yummy food and enough to cover more than one meal. Probably enough to cover a week of meals, truth be told. Unfortunately, waiting in line has been scientifically proven to prepare one’s body for accumulating calories in the hip area rather than revving up  one’s metabolism. Since I was the ‘one’ in this case, we didn’t go out for breakfast too often.

One of the great consequences (can you have great consequences? must think on this) of having a wonderful breakfast is that no matter what happens the rest of the day, you still had a great breakfast. And if that breakfast was at a restaurant, there are no dishes to wash. And if there are no dishes to wash, no one can fuss because the breakfast dishes didn’t get cleaned up. Also, there might be leftovers like the rest of dad’s apple pancake.

I’m assuming you enjoyed the chocolate chip pancakes. They disappeared in record time…

All happiness depends on a leisurely breakfast. ~John Gunther

Please continue to eat breakfast when you’re at college. It really is the most important meal of the day. And it tastes good.

By the way, this is the 100th post to the site. Cool, huh? Please celebrate by texting Grandma.

Love, Mom