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.
|This table remained full of dirty dishes near us for about an hour.|
I started thinking that maybe it was an art exhibit.
|Mr. Perfect Eyes waiting for his food at Village Inn.|
The table of dirty dishes photo bombed this picture.
|I have a fork, now give me my food dammit!|
|Anthony had an OCD moment -- lining up everything he needed to eat his food.|
|Anthony's eggs, taters, bacon and pancakes with peanut butter chips|
|I had chicken fried steak on texas toast with eggs and bacon on top.|
It was KENtastic.
|I don't know why they polluted my delicious food with that chunk of fruit.|
|Anthony's chocolate peanut butter cup pie.|
After eating this, I rolled him out to the car.