Gravy

K and I went out for breakfast last weekend, all the way to NE PDX to GRAVY. Gravy is amazing: ginormous portions, that are tasty as hell. Good stuff. We'd been there before, but had sat at a table. This time we sat at the bar, where you can see the cook and his minions cooking your breakfast and the breakfast of myriad other Portlanders. This guy has it down to a science! His kitchen is well choreographed. He looks like an army cook I did KP with at Fort Leonard Wood.   By the way I am still pissed that I was doing KP the day my company learned how to use the LAW (light anti-tank weapon) and the Machine gun. I will never get over missing that. Freaking KP sucks.