<blockquote><div><cite>Reizu wrote:</cite>Reizu looks over the menu before decidng. "Do you have any seafood? I have a craving for that today." The wolfeasel dazes out for a second. I wonder if she would like it here.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"How's about a traditional Japanese style breakfast? I have some bonzer salted salmon as a main dish, and all the fixings for miso soup and tamagoyaki. Or I could throw together something a bit nordic, a smorgasbord, maybe."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Chris continues chewing his toast before gulping down a big bite, saying "So what's yours Ptricia?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The sphinx replied, "The breakfast of doom. A 12 egg omelette with a 10 oz honey roast gammon steak with pineapple, and mushrooms, black pudding, hash browns and half a loaf worth of fried bread. Not for the faint of stomach."<br/><br/>Nailah comes through to the counter. "You know, entire generations of girls are cursing you right now. Look at me, if I have so much as an opposum I bloat up like an overstuffed suitcase. Last time we went to visit Dundee's parents, I was reduced to eating diet koala. If I never taste eucapyptus again it'll be too soon." She made a face.<br/><br/>Ptricia grinned. "Partially magical metabolism, you've gotta love it... if you have it."