G and I stopped and had some breakfast. At Roy Rogers.
Yes. Roy Rogers. On the New York State Thruway.
Sourdough Ham Egg & Cheese.
GREASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSY. But really good, actually. And the home fries? THE CAME IN A HOLSTER!!!
Tee hee. Too fun. And gross. And lovely. And delicious. And greasy.