A Little Bit of Home in Beijing: The World Series and Steak and Eggs
You think you like American breakfast food? Waffles, Pancakes, Omlettes, Fried Eggs, Biscuit and Gravy... I know you like them all, and ya'll know that I too love the stuff. But try eating 4 months worth breakfasts that consist of hard boiled eggs, boiled noodles, fried rice, and red bean paste filled buns. Think you'd get tired of it? I know I have.
But this Saturday I found a ray of hope. A beacon of breakfast light brightly shown over the horizon, and I have bathed my body in the warmth of the light of the yellow and teal sign of the STEAK AND EGGS
The STEAK AND EGGS offers a wide-spanning menu that includes pastas, pizzas, homemade cakes and pies, and of course breakfast food. Saturday night, during my first Steak and Eggs experience, I enjoyed 2 fried eggs over hard accentuated with my own blend of hot sauce and A-1, a side of grits with sugar, and an order of the daily special biscuits and gravy.
All though the quality and taste of the food failed in comparison to the Belden Chicksaw Trail truck stop or the West Point Tin Lizzy Cafe, my simple American breakfast more than hit the spot. MMMMMMM!!!
But wait, it gets better. STEAK AND EGGS has a television with the dish (which may not be exactly legal in China, shhhh...don't tell). So this morning (Sunday), my friend Mark Lyn and I decided to leave campus at 7:00 and return to the Steak and Eggs less 12 hours after our first meal there to watch Game 1 of the World Series. This leaves me with one question for my dear readers: how many of you have ever gotten up at 6:30 AM to watch the World Series live and eat Eggs Bendict with Minnesotans, Seatlites, Californias, Bostonians, New Yorkers, and a Canadian???
Bueler??
Bueler??
Well I have, and I took something besides a full stomach away from the experience.
I know what most of you are thinking. "Gordon, why on earth would you forsake sleep to watch the Astros and the White Sox? Who cares!!" Some of you are probably thinking, "I don't even care about baseball that much." But what I've realized today I think may be worth passing on to you: Americans in other countries are jealous of what you take for granite every day.
So maybe you don't like the White Sox, dispise the Astros, or don't even care for baseball. Maybe guys like Barry Bonds have turned you off to the game.
I say, watch the Series and cheer for the Game anyway. Why, because you're an American and that's what Americans do. And while you're at it, plug in that waffle iron and fry a couple eggs and eat them for me. Cause during game two, I'll be in class.