Celebratory Dinner at... Denny's
Oct. 31st, 2025 09:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
canyonwalkerI figured that Hawk would want to go out for dinner yesterday after getting her cast replaced with a boot that lets her walk better. I thought that would likely mean one of her favorite sit-down restaurants, Vive Sol or La Fiesta, or perhaps her favorite fast-casual place with great guacamole, Speedy's Tacos. Instead she announced yesterday evening, "I want pancakes. We could go to IHOP, or Denny's, or...."
I suggested we try IHOP if only because I ate at Denny's about 2 years ago and haven't been to an IHOP in possibly 10 years so it'd at least be a newer experience. But alas the nearest IHOPs are a few towns away, and in evening rush hour traffic the novely wasn't worth the commute. One of the remaining Denny's is just 1.5 miles away. So Denny's it was!
I went into Denny's with low expectations. Hawk wanted pancakes, and I figured they'd do a decent job of that. Eggs, too. But I didn't want breakfast all day. Heck, I don't even want breakfast food at breakfast hour. (I hate the taste of eggs and regard pancakes as carbs-and-sugar bombs my blood sugar level does not need.) I figured there may not be much else on the menu except for burgers anymore.
I wound up ordering a pot roast sandwich. It was small though came with a huge portion of fries filing out the plate. The meat on the sandwich was surprisingly tender. Hawk was surprised at how fast it was ready. I wasn't.... I figure it came in a boil-in bag from Sysco.
Toward the end of dinner Hawk's medications started hitting her pretty hard. She was feeling a bit dizzy and rested her head on the table. "It's good we went to Denny's," she quipped. "They're accustomed to people passed out with their faces on the table."
I suggested we try IHOP if only because I ate at Denny's about 2 years ago and haven't been to an IHOP in possibly 10 years so it'd at least be a newer experience. But alas the nearest IHOPs are a few towns away, and in evening rush hour traffic the novely wasn't worth the commute. One of the remaining Denny's is just 1.5 miles away. So Denny's it was!
I went into Denny's with low expectations. Hawk wanted pancakes, and I figured they'd do a decent job of that. Eggs, too. But I didn't want breakfast all day. Heck, I don't even want breakfast food at breakfast hour. (I hate the taste of eggs and regard pancakes as carbs-and-sugar bombs my blood sugar level does not need.) I figured there may not be much else on the menu except for burgers anymore.
I wound up ordering a pot roast sandwich. It was small though came with a huge portion of fries filing out the plate. The meat on the sandwich was surprisingly tender. Hawk was surprised at how fast it was ready. I wasn't.... I figure it came in a boil-in bag from Sysco.
Toward the end of dinner Hawk's medications started hitting her pretty hard. She was feeling a bit dizzy and rested her head on the table. "It's good we went to Denny's," she quipped. "They're accustomed to people passed out with their faces on the table."
