Sunday Breakfast

We were originally intended to drive to Florence to meet Donna’s cousin Laurie for breakfast at the Cracker Barrel, but it got called off. Laurie had to go into work to cover for someone and couldn’t make it. It saved us having to get up real early and have to drive a 130 miles, but it didn’t save us from going out to eat. Donna was looking forward to not having to cook, and suggested we go to the Cracker Barrel in Augusta, but neither she nor I wanted to drive the 35 miles just to eat breakfast. I suggested we just go to the IHOP here in Aiken, a mere 3 miles away. Sold.