breakfast

It's official; Belinda and I are going to the same breakfast place that she insists we go to every single Saturday. Again.

I really hate this fucking place. What the fuck is up with her? Not only do we go to the same place every Saturday, she orders the exact fucking same thing every time. Every time. She never tries anything different. Granted it has pretty fancy French food, but still!

When we first moved to this city, this was the first place we ate breakfast in. Her cousin (who knows everyone, and has been to every single restaurant in this city) took us there. We've been back, I'd say, 90% of the weekends since. The only time we've missed it is when we are traveling. When we do travel, even if it's someplace known to have a world-class culinary scene, Saturday will roll around, and invariably Belinda will turn to me and say, "Oh, I miss that place, I wish we could go there."

When we walk in, the staff doesn't even show us our table any more. They treat us as if we're houseguests who've long overstayed their welcome. "Oh, it's you guys again, hi, sit anywhere you want... Whatever." We have to get our own menus. Once, when Belinda took her Aunt there, the waiter said to the Aunt, "If you have any questions about anything on the menu, don't ask me, ask her," pointing to Belinda.

When I sit down in this place, I look at the menu, and I lose my appetite. I have literally ordered everything on the menu twice or more. Every weekend, when we're heading over to the place, I pray that there is a special I'll be interested in, so I don't have to eat the same breakfast slop, yet again. That's not fair, the food is good, just overly familiar. I WANT TO TRY SOMETHING NEW! No. I NEED TO TRY SOMETHING NEW ONCE IN A WHILE!

We live in a city of 3.5 million people. There are literally hundreds of places within 2 miles of our house that serve breakfast. There are easily 50 that are walking distance from us that we could try... but no.

Belinda says that having "routine" makes her feel comfortable and safe. I can understand that, but having a routine that's dragged on for this long makes me bored and want to throw furniture around the house.