Mr. Fettucini never misses Mass on Sunday (Ms. Goulash usually sleeps in) so he left a note that he could be found after church at the Firefly Cafe located on Habersham at Troup Square. Mr. Fettucini, now that you have been spiritually cleansed for the week, could you start us off:
Mr. Fettucini: First, let me tell Ms. Goulash that I pray every Sunday for her gypsy soul so that she doesn't burn in Hell for missing Mass every week (once an altar boy, always an altar boy).
Firefly Cafe serves up a very good breakfast. I ordered the "Do It Your Way" omelet. I asked the waitress if she wanted to hear my rendition of the Sinatra tune "My Way" but she said it was done before and the owner gave away a free breakfast for the song. I told her she ain't heard nothin' till she heard me sing it but she wasn't buying it. Hey, can't blame a guy for trying (maybe I should'a walked in with a raincoat slung over my shoulder). Anyways, the omelet was great.
Ms. Goulash: Dahlings, a woman needs every minute of beauty sleep she can get. Mr. Fettucini, I love you but in bed is where I'd rather stay.
I met up with my Italian at Firefly and ordered the Banana Nut French Toast with vanilla sauce on the side. What a deliciously sweet way to start the day, dahlings.
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
Firefly: 4 I.O.'s
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