A familiar scene is displayed before me.
A plate, piled high with an assortment of foods.
The smells, still filling my nostrils.
The bacon, crisp, and warm between my fingers.
The pancakes, drenched in hot syrup.
Scrambled eggs, with ketchup on top.
And me, seated before it all.
I pop a bacon strip into my mouth. Savor the crunchy taste.
I stab a pancake with a fork and eat it as well. The syrup is sweet.
The different flavors, each of them intertwining on my tongue.
My mouth is watering…I want more.
So I stand and take my plate with me to the stove.
Hash browns. Corned beef. And more.
Seconds, prepare to be devoured!