wake up with the king

not THAT king (he’s scary)

but breakfast king. the waitresses wear orange versions of the waitresses in alice minus the hats, there are kids there at 2 am (which reminds me of a funny story in georgia involving a bunch of kids at waffle house in the middle of the night mixed amongst the truckers and the whole joint breaking into song when “she thinks my tractor’s sexy” came on the jukebox).

they have homemade hash browns, which aren’t home fries and are quite yummers. it’s cheap, the pancakes are as big as your head.

be forewarned, the menu fits easily 14 pages of information in a denny’s menu into 2, so it’s a little overwhelming.

but oh boy is it good.

and jenny is funny.

2 responses to “wake up with the king

  1. But is there anyone there who tells you to kiss her grits?

  2. heatherfeather

    just me. but i don’t have an orange uniform.

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