I had chicken fried steak and he had eggs and pancakes. It was 2 p.m. so it was kind of a brunch. Anthony ate like a rockstar and he was able to save room for pie. Village Inn has wonderful pie.
They used to have a location near where we live, but it's closed now and a store called Mattress Firm is in it's place. (I refuse to eat mattresses so I don't go in there). The Village Inn we ate at is on the other side of Tucson. I like the food there, so it was fun that we were over there for his eye exam and didn't have to make a special trip.
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| This table remained full of dirty dishes near us for about an hour. I started thinking that maybe it was an art exhibit. |
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| Mr. Perfect Eyes waiting for his food at Village Inn. The table of dirty dishes photo bombed this picture. |
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| I have a fork, now give me my food dammit! |
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| Anthony had an OCD moment -- lining up everything he needed to eat his food. |
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| Anthony's eggs, taters, bacon and pancakes with peanut butter chips |
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| I had chicken fried steak on texas toast with eggs and bacon on top. It was KENtastic. |
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| I don't know why they polluted my delicious food with that chunk of fruit. |
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| Anthony's chocolate peanut butter cup pie. After eating this, I rolled him out to the car. |