Monday morning…
…nothing special.
Standard start yesterday. A little slow off the blocks. Caught the sunrise over the slough. Got my cafe car special: BART ticket, breakfast croissant, and coffee. (It’s not really a special, but the BART ticket is discounted.)
After the recent quesadilla debacle and my previous unhappiness with the new breakfast burrito, the egg and bacon croissant sandwich is my default morning consumable (for those mornings where consumables are involved).
It’s the lesser of three evils, I guess.
