The Joy of Bic's

Nancy Jumper and I meet at least once each week for breakfast at this great diner a couple of blocks from our office. Normally the work week is fast-paced and crazy. Bic's gives us an hour to take time over coffee, eggs, hashbrowns and biscuits to catch up on life.

One of my favorite things about a "Bic's Day" is that we get to see Pat, our waitress. She knows our orders without asking and generally hassels us over being late or using too much cream (Nancy) or--the unthinkable--adjusting the "usual" (me). Pat has been waitressing since she was a teenager and is very, very good. It's fun to sit down at the booth and have her meet me with a cup of coffee in her hand.

Nancy's favorite pastime is trying to figure who all the "regulars" are. (Regulars? If it weren't for Nancy I would have never even noticed there were regulars.) There's the group that sits by the cash register who talk formally and clap periodically. I have no idea what that is about, but Nancy's theory--based on the general look of boredom around the table--is that it is some sort of ill-formed networking group. There is a group of men, possibly retirees, who sit at the table near the kitchen with one young woman in a ponytail. Nancy thinks they are pilots (Bic's is near the airport) and that Ponytail works in the control tower. There's another individual whose gender we cannot ascertain, but I try not to guess about that too much.

Of course, Nancy and I have our usual booth in Pat's section. And it is entirely possible that at this very moment, someone somewhere is blogging about the woman who took a picture (with flash) at breakfast this morning.

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Nancy said...

Long live Ponytail! Long live The Bored People! Long live eggs over medium, hashbrowns, biscuits and gravy! LONG LIVE PAT! And long live Nancy and Cathy who pose for pics at 7:30am because they're just that happy to be at BIC's!

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