I had spent the night at the Motel 6 across the street. My brain had caught sight this place during my stay, and I knew I'd be visiting before my brief visit of Fresno was over. I checked out of the Motel, and drove the short distance to this place.
I pushed on the door and entered, the ding-a-ling of the bell alerted the owners, and I was quickly greeted and made to feel welcome for my visit. I held up my debit card and asked if they accepted plastic as a form of payment, and upon getting an affirmative answer, I began to excitedly ponder my breakfast.
Looking up at the pictures and menus posted on the walls, I noticed "breakfast bagel sandwiches." I could get one with any of three forms of pig. Bacon, Sausage or Ham. I do like me a good breakfast bagel sandwich. Eggs, cheese and meat. All snuggled up on a toasty warm crispy bagel. It's like having breakfast within a breakfast. It's like that movie Inception...but with breakfast food...and I'm not exactly Leonardo Decaprio.
Since I was in a donut shop, and their donuts on display also looked quite wonderful and delicious; I felt I should also sample their donuts. Just to make sure. I do this for you. I hungrily looked through their case, and eventually chose a spikey lookin chocolate covered chocolate chip covered twistie-do-pretzel-thingy as my sampling of their donuts.
For a beverage, I felt I wanted a cold to go with my food. I also wanted something sealable for the road. Coffee cups have that slim possibility of losing their top. Soda bottles don't do that. After all the mileage and adventures, I still love my car. So no chance of liquid spilt in her. An icy diet coke seemed fitting. Lady behind the counter rang me up, and let me know that they'd be making my sandwich. Total was fiveish or sixish dollars. She carefully placed my donut in a red 'for here' basket.
I grabbed my soda, my donut basket, and took a seat at a table by the big picture windows. I looked outside and casually flipped through the photos on my phone of my trip thus far. Fresno has some pretty darn neat things, and I'd photographed the few great and neat things I'd seen. My trips usually do spark more trips to the areas I visit.
Before too long, husband of lady behind the counter came out from the back room with a small waxed bag. He handed it to lady, who called me up, and she handed it to me. It was warm. It smelled of steaming meat and toasted bagel. Not many things can top that scent at eight in the morning.
I took my warm bag back to my table and opened it up. Inside was a warm golden toasty bagel, with egg, cheese and bacon inside. It also had some dressing. Ranch? Nummy! I like it! I had to wait a bit for the bagel to cool off, but once I did. It was really pretty great! I wonder if I could have gotten all three forms of pig on the thing? I'll have to try that next time.
After the bagel sandwich, the donut was next. The chocolate chips adding a bit of texture and flair and extra chocolate to the chocolate frosting of the donut. It looked kinda like a curled up porcupine with all the chocolate chips, but it tasted way better than a curled up porcupine. (Okay, I lied just there. I've never actually had porcupine. But shut up. The donut was tasty.) In addition to the fuel provided by the breakfast sandwich, I had an additional sugar buzz after that thing! TURBO!
...out to the car, where I carefully put my soda in the cup-holder, and then buckled my seat belt before starting up the car and heading out towards my next stop on my random sights road trip.
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